Tonight is my last night at work.
It is certainly not what I had in mind... At least not like this... Not without having something to fall back on or moving on to. Perhaps this is the push I need to make that 'moving on to' happen. Right now I have a mixed feeling of nervousness and relieve. Nervous because it is like I am being thrown out into the real world to fend for myself, and relieve because no more torturous time table and stringy boss.
My mom had pretty much order me to look for job right away. Although I felt like resting for a week or so I do understand that looking for job will be long and hard and it will left me with the rest time I wants anyhow. Afterall, I have been looking for job for the past five years, albeit not very seriously, and I have not been able to landed one yet. Therefore, I am having a sense of dread with my future.
My mom has been pushing me to either opening up some kind of shop in the space we have on the ground floor or seriously get a new job. She also tell me with a straight face that with my age it would be difficult to find a new job. Yesterday, she also informed me that there is a big demand of English teacher in China, and that I should seriously considered this. It sounds quite alright at first, but after giving it some thought, I doubt that it would be a good plan. First, I do not speak Chinese in any dialect. Second, from what I heard China is not a very hospitality country, you would have to watch your belongings (your luggage that is not in front of you, is not considered yours) people do not do queue and they pretty much care for themselves.
It seems that right now, it is like I am being thrown out of a slow sinking ship into a raft in the middle of the ocean. That eventhough I am not drowning just yet, but if I am not able to find something soon I will certainly be dead.