October 12, 2006
Last Tuesday, I decided to reject the job offer of company A and chose to rather wait for the certificate coming from company B because I felt I prefer to work for company B better than company A. The reason is the considerable difference in the amount of pay. The hardest thing about having made this decision is that company B may not be able to get my certificate approved by the Immigration Bureau and therefore, I may end up not be able to work for any of these two companies. The certificate I have with company A is soon to expire and after that, I shall wait in wonder whether I will be able to receive a certificate sponsored by company B or not. The certainty level is high at 95%, but 5% is such a number still.
I closed my eyes, crossed my fingers and hoped for the best. I emailed company A rejecting the offer and emailed company B accepting the offer. Company A reacted immediately while company B was late to react. Having appreciated company A's effort to convince me and not having received any reply from company B made me decide, perhaps I shall go for company A. I made a decision again. I was convinced and was afraid again of the 5% failure that might happen if I choose company B. Company B later emailed and convinced that I do not go for company A. But I already did. And by that time, I wasn't anymore open to changing my mind. That's already a lot of decisions over a single thing in a week. That's too much. So, I go for what was certain at the time.
October 16, 2006
I went to apply for a working visa and crossed my fingers again for its approval after 3 working days. Considering the many unsure decisions I have made, I told the Lord that if it's HIS will that I'd go for company A then my visa will be approved, if not, then, I shall wait for company B's certificate or perhaps, work for my current employer for more years and be with my family.
October 19, 2006
I got butterflies on my stomach when I went to claim my passport - it could either have or not have a new entry (a visa). I thought I wanted the visa but was willing to accept the Lord's will for, in the first place, I wasn't sure of my decision. And yes, the Lord wills it. I got an approved single-entry working visa. Right there and then, the thought of being away from my family (esp. mom) and friends sank in. I cried realizing I really have to be away. That was the only moment during my job hunting that I felt the loneliness of being away. Oh, how I worry about my mom living without dad and me. This is sure tough.
I texted my sisters and informed them of my decision. They wanted me to stay, to accompany my mom but whatever I would decide on, they're up to it. I told my mom about everything and my decision and she told me that wherever my heart is, she's supporting me. So, there, things got okay with my family.
October 20, 2006
I scheduled this day to be the day I'll notify my employer about my career decision. I got up early for I was scheduled to have a meeting prior to reporting for work. I left the house 7 a.m. Unfortunately, I met a motorcycle accident 5 minutes after I left the house. The driver did apply a sudden hand brake while we're going down a steep road. It isn't supposed to be that way. In just a blink of an eye, we were on the ground- the driver and me. I felt the pain on my foot, leg and face. I thought, maybe, the Lord did not want me to resign. I got scratches on my right knee, right cheek, right wrist and right chest. I got a little bone dislocation on my right foot and right arm. Real bad! My sister scolded the driver for not driving safely and carefully. I got first aid, put a blush-on on my left cheek to balance the redness on my right cheek, then concealer on top of both cheeks then headed for the meeting, late. Later, my mom called and was crying really bad. She worried what happened to me. After I assured her that I was okay and whole, though with minor scratches and little discomfort on my right leg and arm, she ceased crying. My sisters were texting me in worry. I went to work, submitted my resignation letter, did a little work and then went back home with my mom and sis picking me up. Both felt so relieved seeing me.
Narrations of how it happened were done during dinner. Mom, all my sisters and brother-in-law were there, feeling for me, feeling furious at the driver and appreciating the way I handled the situation. All of them got really furious at the driver. I felt so loved. Even with the accident, I knew I was lucky still. I am whole and fine. My wounds can heal in time. I felt better. I knew I was safe. NO PLACE LIKE HOME!
Last Tuesday, I decided to reject the job offer of company A and chose to rather wait for the certificate coming from company B because I felt I prefer to work for company B better than company A. The reason is the considerable difference in the amount of pay. The hardest thing about having made this decision is that company B may not be able to get my certificate approved by the Immigration Bureau and therefore, I may end up not be able to work for any of these two companies. The certificate I have with company A is soon to expire and after that, I shall wait in wonder whether I will be able to receive a certificate sponsored by company B or not. The certainty level is high at 95%, but 5% is such a number still.
I closed my eyes, crossed my fingers and hoped for the best. I emailed company A rejecting the offer and emailed company B accepting the offer. Company A reacted immediately while company B was late to react. Having appreciated company A's effort to convince me and not having received any reply from company B made me decide, perhaps I shall go for company A. I made a decision again. I was convinced and was afraid again of the 5% failure that might happen if I choose company B. Company B later emailed and convinced that I do not go for company A. But I already did. And by that time, I wasn't anymore open to changing my mind. That's already a lot of decisions over a single thing in a week. That's too much. So, I go for what was certain at the time.
October 16, 2006
I went to apply for a working visa and crossed my fingers again for its approval after 3 working days. Considering the many unsure decisions I have made, I told the Lord that if it's HIS will that I'd go for company A then my visa will be approved, if not, then, I shall wait for company B's certificate or perhaps, work for my current employer for more years and be with my family.
October 19, 2006
I got butterflies on my stomach when I went to claim my passport - it could either have or not have a new entry (a visa). I thought I wanted the visa but was willing to accept the Lord's will for, in the first place, I wasn't sure of my decision. And yes, the Lord wills it. I got an approved single-entry working visa. Right there and then, the thought of being away from my family (esp. mom) and friends sank in. I cried realizing I really have to be away. That was the only moment during my job hunting that I felt the loneliness of being away. Oh, how I worry about my mom living without dad and me. This is sure tough.
I texted my sisters and informed them of my decision. They wanted me to stay, to accompany my mom but whatever I would decide on, they're up to it. I told my mom about everything and my decision and she told me that wherever my heart is, she's supporting me. So, there, things got okay with my family.
October 20, 2006
I scheduled this day to be the day I'll notify my employer about my career decision. I got up early for I was scheduled to have a meeting prior to reporting for work. I left the house 7 a.m. Unfortunately, I met a motorcycle accident 5 minutes after I left the house. The driver did apply a sudden hand brake while we're going down a steep road. It isn't supposed to be that way. In just a blink of an eye, we were on the ground- the driver and me. I felt the pain on my foot, leg and face. I thought, maybe, the Lord did not want me to resign. I got scratches on my right knee, right cheek, right wrist and right chest. I got a little bone dislocation on my right foot and right arm. Real bad! My sister scolded the driver for not driving safely and carefully. I got first aid, put a blush-on on my left cheek to balance the redness on my right cheek, then concealer on top of both cheeks then headed for the meeting, late. Later, my mom called and was crying really bad. She worried what happened to me. After I assured her that I was okay and whole, though with minor scratches and little discomfort on my right leg and arm, she ceased crying. My sisters were texting me in worry. I went to work, submitted my resignation letter, did a little work and then went back home with my mom and sis picking me up. Both felt so relieved seeing me.
Narrations of how it happened were done during dinner. Mom, all my sisters and brother-in-law were there, feeling for me, feeling furious at the driver and appreciating the way I handled the situation. All of them got really furious at the driver. I felt so loved. Even with the accident, I knew I was lucky still. I am whole and fine. My wounds can heal in time. I felt better. I knew I was safe. NO PLACE LIKE HOME!
