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random update again
Oct. 30th, 2006 06:37 pmSo I went to visit my parents yesterday; and again, they were so happy to see me after so long that it didn't even occur to them to ask any detailed questions. Just the usual "Everything's all right?" - to which, of course, the answer is yes.:D Because, as far as I am concerned, no remarkable tragedy happened as yet. I know my mother would beg to differ if she knew about the no job issue - but as long as she doesn't, everything IS all right in my book.:P Who knows?... I might as well be working already before I see them again.
Of course, in all probability, it will be something temporary - but that's definitely better than nothing, isn't it? Actually, I could have started a temporary job last week... but it was only for a month. And about an hour's drive from home (unless I took the highway, which happens to be one of my annoying little phobias... and I never drive faster than 60 mph anyway). Of course, if I had no money, I would have taken it without complaint - but as it is, I just couldn't find the motivation.:P I mean, I do like changes, but not that often; it's just not worth the effort for me to start a new job if it's gonna be over within a month. Two or three months, fine - I can live with that. But a few weeks?... Why bother? Though if I nothing more permanent comes along within the month of November, I might consider taking a really short-term assignment - just so that the recruiters won't think I don't really want to work or something (even if that's the sad truth... LOL).
In other news, I saw the movie Water by Deepa Mehta - about the eight year old Hindu girl who becomes a widow. A shocking eye-opener, that one. Almost as heart-wrenching as Osama - the one about the Afghan girl pretending to be a boy so her family could survive under the Taliban. Stories like that really put things into perspective. I no longer feel justified in complaining about my own pathetic existence... And Deepa Mehta should get a Nobel Prize or something, imo - just for the courage to make movies like that, let alone their artistic quality (I saw an interview with her where she said that if she hadn't left India right after making Fire, she would probably be dead). There is a shrine for her in my little feminist heart right now.;)
( I have also made an unexpected musical discovery. )
Of course, in all probability, it will be something temporary - but that's definitely better than nothing, isn't it? Actually, I could have started a temporary job last week... but it was only for a month. And about an hour's drive from home (unless I took the highway, which happens to be one of my annoying little phobias... and I never drive faster than 60 mph anyway). Of course, if I had no money, I would have taken it without complaint - but as it is, I just couldn't find the motivation.:P I mean, I do like changes, but not that often; it's just not worth the effort for me to start a new job if it's gonna be over within a month. Two or three months, fine - I can live with that. But a few weeks?... Why bother? Though if I nothing more permanent comes along within the month of November, I might consider taking a really short-term assignment - just so that the recruiters won't think I don't really want to work or something (even if that's the sad truth... LOL).
In other news, I saw the movie Water by Deepa Mehta - about the eight year old Hindu girl who becomes a widow. A shocking eye-opener, that one. Almost as heart-wrenching as Osama - the one about the Afghan girl pretending to be a boy so her family could survive under the Taliban. Stories like that really put things into perspective. I no longer feel justified in complaining about my own pathetic existence... And Deepa Mehta should get a Nobel Prize or something, imo - just for the courage to make movies like that, let alone their artistic quality (I saw an interview with her where she said that if she hadn't left India right after making Fire, she would probably be dead). There is a shrine for her in my little feminist heart right now.;)
( I have also made an unexpected musical discovery. )
