Nobody

Lunch: 2.30 SGD

Another day, another chaotic shift! I stayed in the office until almost 7 PM… Gosh, can someone explain why work issues have a sixth sense and only decide to appear right when you’re about to go home? It’s like they lie in wait, whispering, "Not yet… wait for it… okay, she’s packing up—NOW!"

Honestly, I just want to drop everything, sprint out the door, and never look back. But alas, my responsible personality holds me hostage. Technically, I could run away, but my inner voice is like, "Nope, not today, buddy."

I once read a quote that hit me like a reality-check slap: "A company never depends on one person. They can always replace you." And wow, that felt like someone knocked on my head and said, "Wake up, dummy." It’s true—who am I to think the production line would collapse without me? Newsflash: It won’t. We all tend to think we’re the center of the universe, but the truth is, we’re just tiny beans on this planet, scurrying around, stressing over things that barely matter in the grand scheme of life.

I had this epiphany when I stumbled upon a job posting from my own company—for the exact role I’m doing now, but, you know, fancier and shinier. And it hit me—posting a job is so easy. Companies throw one out there, and boom, hundreds of applicants rush in. Meanwhile, job seekers are out here battling in a Hunger Games–style showdown just to get noticed. How lucky do you have to be to be the one?

That being said, I was lucky enough to land a job in Singapore. People might say I should be grateful because opportunities like this don’t come every day. And sure, that’s true. But I like to think this was God’s way of letting me test my own dreams. I really wanted to come to Singapore when I applied, and maybe God tried to hint that it wasn’t the best move for me—but did I listen? Nope. I was determined. So God, in His infinite wisdom, was like, "Alright, have it your way. Let’s see how you like it."

Now here I am, learning the hard way, wrestling with life’s challenges. Maybe I’m struggling because I didn’t listen to God's signals. But hey, I’ll just keep going, figuring out my true passion with God’s guidance. After all, life is just a big messy experiment, and I’m still testing hypotheses.