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I got a job!

Some recent highlights:
I quit PhD! (Yes, no kidding.) and I got my first ever full-time job.
My iPhone 7 128gb black which just arrived today, on which I'm typing.

Well, I've been away from the blog world for a very long time. Haven't been following what people have written, haven't posted anything myself.

After 18 months into the program, I quit. Long story, but everything unfolded a lot quicker than I had imagined. Initially, I merely wanted to change my primary supervisor, and on the surface everyone including her was encouraging and fine. And I got an initial yes from a world renowned professor who recently joined the faculty to become my new primary supervisor. But someone must have erected some roadblocks and then I was left in a limbo, with no ideal candidate as my supervisor.

It's complicated and I don't think it's necessary to write down the sequence of events here. Anyway, I came across a job advertisement and upon seeing it, (on hindsight it's kinda magical) I knew I had been blinded to think that the only way out was to fine a new supervisor. I believe God had listened to my prayers. Upon seeing the ad, I realised there was actually a way out and it was to get out of the academia!

I suddenly felt that I had some sort of an answer to the situation that I was in. I started the job application, and almost 2 months later, I got the job, signed the offer.

It was an arduous and stressful journey. The uncertainty that I faced. The need to be accountable somehow to the parents and the family. My ego. I couldn't have done it without God, and the help of my friend who proofread drafts written by me for my application and interview prep.

Did I regret signing up for PhD? No.

The PhD was God's plan. The challenging journey and the things I learnt too.

As I told my parents, if without the PhD training and the opportunity to teach, would I have become such a confident and (excellent) presenter? Would I be able to provide strong answers to behavioural type interview questions on the interview day? The answers are no.

This job is the best possible job that is available out there for me. It is the best that God is able to provide for me.

My remuneration would be on par with if not better than most of friends who have been in the corporate since graduating a few years ago.

So I'm really thankful.

Jay hasn't completely disappeared from my life. On and off, from my last post until late June, we were fine, almost getting back together, just not 100% officially.

Then in late June, early July, we had a huge fight when his friends came visiting from Hk. We failed to recover from this one. perhaps the relationship was really unsalvageable. But still, I didn't cut him off, and although he blocked me on some messaging apps, we could still text each other.

After having figured out what to do with my Phd and after going through all the difficulties, we finally talked on the phone and I told him about it. He was supportive. But I could feel he started to distance himself and limit our contact.

So sometimes he would reply to my text and sometimes not. I think I still couldn't quite cope with the change, and hence from time to time I would update him with what's happening with job app and etc.

Just last weekend, I invited my best friends for an expensive seafood buffet at a nice hotel and I asked him to come along. He came and I was glad. But then yesterday, after my numerous attempts at getting in touch with him, he told me bluntly that he didn't wan to have anything to do with me.

I was quite taken aback by his attitude and resoonse. But on second thought, I shouldn't have expected him to think the same way as me. Perhaps that relationship we had isn't as important to him as it is to me. Perhaps he's better at letting go. Perhaps he is the sort that doesn't wan to keep in touch with ex and remain as friends.

So I think I have made up my mind last night. That it is really time for me to let go, put this behind, and keep a positive attitude to life and hopefully I will be surprised by what awaits me in the future.



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