Dainty Diva
Monday, June 12, 2006
I’m screwed.. I screwed up the interview which I thought would be relatively easy for me… I hate myself for sleeping late last night. I hate myself for indulging in that stupid storybook, which I kept reading on and on, wanting to know what happen to the pitiful Elizabeth. Haiz.. I hate myself. I really do.
When I was filling up the employment form or whatever they call it, I forgot that I’m a smu student. Perhaps I dun feel attached to the sch at all. At the back of my mind, I kept reminding myself that I graduated from Ngee ann poly and did not put anything down for the university column. What the fuck am I doing.
During the interview, when she asked me what I know abt marketing, my mind went blank. I couldn’t remember a single thing except for the detestable face of my lecturer who gave us hell of it. ArGh… I tried to say as much as possible, relating them all to the work experience I’ve had…. I’ve tried nevertheless. I showed her my testimonials and some of the certs that I got from greenbook as well..
So what, when the cert states that I’m the 1st the clinched a deal among the 78 inerns in greenbook. They all mean nothing when I lost my world, I stumbled and I fall.. haiz.. If I have another chance, I would jolly well write the bloody SMU in the column and read up my marketing notes before I got for the interview.. I am never good in marketing, in fact I hate it to the core. Carp
