Nearly 2 months into my full-time working life, and I realised I do not like it, any second of it. I don't know whether I had made a wrong decision about my career, or simply the working place sucks, or both, or it is just the starting point that is tough and discouraging.
Well, to be fair, I was luckier than bunches of finance students who are now not eligible for a permanent visa. So that wasn't a bad choice for a ticket to stay in Australia. This is my confession after 2 months of working full-time: I do not like the place I am currently working at, it is a small accounting practice with only 2 staffs, including me, and 2 bosses. It is a condemned environment that has very limited sociality, I don't get interact with many people, almost none. The girl staff who is currently sitting on my left is from China, and she was very rude to me in my first weeks at the office, since then she has given me a very bad impression of her and I seldom talk to her even though we are literally 1 metre away from each other and we are the only staffs in the office.
This kind of working life is far different from what I had imagined it to be when I was still a Uni student. I dreamt of working in a large corporate firm, dress in office suit, look professional and elegant, and get a lot of training and interactions with others (well you know, a dream that everyone has). I was warned that real life is tough, but this is just too different and far less expected. I am kind of getting used to the work at the office now, no more struggling and making less mistake. Things are moving faster, and works don't have to keep piling up like before.
My first month was so stressful. I started right the 3rd quarter of the financial year ends, and it means that mountains of works were already there waiting for me. My hair kept falling out during that time because of the stress. Now it's pimples' turn because I do not have time to shop and cook more veggies dishes. I cook more pasta nowadays, sound like I am converting to an Italian already. One week to me now seems like forever, and weekend flies by like 1 second. I murmur in my head every Sunday that "Shit, it's Monday again tomorrow", you know what it means, it is the start of a new forever era. The only thing that keeps me going to work in the morning is the pay cheque, and the motivation of getting 1 year experience to get a PR.
I have been in Perth for more than 4 years now, and I think I already have enough of the city. I want to pack my luggage and move to somewhere else, either it's Melbourne/Sydney, or some exotic country on earth so that I can restart my life again. I need a break, a get away, ... a new life. Sounds bad for a 2months-experienced worker huh? But working in the field and the place I don't like is a real pain in the arse. My passion is to work in a creative industry, a job that requires you to create something new, new ideas are encouraged, and not just follow and comply with all the rules and regulations and the same practice/exercise doing over and over again.
I know there will be more challenges in accounting field to come, but I just don't feel the excitement to work. In other words, my heart is not in the job. Waking up every morning is a real torture for me, and only me can understand that. Other people are like: oh, you have a job, good for you, Accountant! wow, awesome...My parents are like : I do not have to worry about you anymore, you have a stable job and that's really good. And I was like : What the f*** I am doing with my life, why ...? I don't want to settle yet, I still want to change this situation. But first, experience is what I need to achieve my initial purpose - PR - and hopefully I'll save enough and be brave enough for a big move ...
P/S: To Ha in 3 years time, if you are feeling happy and successful, you know that hard-work and diligence pays off.
Good things will come for those who wait.
And damn! rent increases again, I am struggling to pay rent and food with my current pay already, let alone saving.
