A journey to remember

The Things I’ve Learned After Working for 7 Years

Posted on: February 21, 2015

Seven years ago, I started my very first day in my career history. A freelance job in a small company, bus hopping from one client to another, worked on site during weekdays and worked on my thesis over the weekend. A first job that made me learn much more than a college can do. A job that made me learn how to speak, to be confident, to bring out all the best that I had in me.

Right after graduation, I made my dream come true: I worked as an auditor in a Big Four that I always wanted. Turned out that I didn’t want to do it for the rest of my life, yet I can’t deny that having this job in my CV has given me the opportunity to be the one that I’ve become. It’s the first place where I learned how to be an achiever at work, it’s the place where I learned how to survive in life.

Less than three years, I moved forward as a Company accountant. That new place was such a battlefield, it was that one tough place that made me find myself. I learned how to be strong, to be tough and unbreakable. I learned how I could wipe my tears and went back to my desk to finish my job by overnight.

Three years later, there I left again. I finally find a place that I enjoy the most. This new place feels like a different world to me. Though in the same time, it’s also the place where I learn to never give up. Trying to do my best has never been this hard before. It feels like if I can survive this, I can survive everything else to come.

Seven years I work, seven years I learn that the dreams will do come true. My very first traveling abroad, my first leather handbag, my dream car and a tiny apartment to look forward to. It’s also a seven years where I learn that I will never stop learning for the rest of my life. I have had so many ‘slap’ on the face that woke me up to become a better one. It was not only a seven years of hardwork and tears, it was also a seven years of laughter and joy.

Career anniversary is always important to me. It’s like a milestone, it’s a celebration of another year of life learning. Because for me, working is not only about earning a living. It’s not only about killing times and meet some new friends either. My career has been my identity, working hard is in my blood, it’s simply something that I can’t live without. It’s where I learn to live, learn to love, learn to let go, it’s where I learn how to be my best.

Hence apart from my complains, my rages, and my very bad mood in the morning, I am very much grateful for my career path. I may be in doubt about doing the same job until I get old, yet I know for sure that I should be thankful that I’ve reached this far. Being a Senior Manager when I was only 27 was indeed beyond my imagination. That’s why again, believe me when I say; it’s not easy to be me, but it’s fun! Hehehehe.

Happy seven years to me!


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Life took me to many unimaginable people. The super kind, the selfless, the brave men, and of course, the mean and rude people, cheaters, liars, hypocrites, extremely arrogant, and all other qualities that got me thinking, “I never thought such people like these do exist!”
But I’ve also come to learn that sometimes, there is a bright side of the darkest people I know. They’re not always good, but they’re not always bad either.
At the end of the day, it helps me to define the people I can bear and the people I can’t stand. And most importantly, it helps me to decide the person I would like to become. I’m not a funny person. I’m not good at mingle with random people. I’m fierce, I’m a straight-talker, I get annoyed easily, and I have this resting b face that makes me look angry all the times. I’m not that kind of person whom people would miss when I’m not around.
But you know what?
I’m okay with all that flaws I have in me. Nobody is perfect, and neither am I. At the same time; everyone on earth is special, and so am I.
I know my worth. I know what I’m very good at. I know what I want and I work hard to make it happen. I’m a go getter and I fight my battles. I’m not an angel, but I’m not a devil either.
I was born to be the very best of myself, and just because I don’t always have what others have, it doens’t make me less as a person inside out. I’m whole just the way I am, and I’m beyond grateful of all that. I know that my career has been a bit of trouble for my personal life. I admit that it feels like a loss to me sometimes, but you know what? I don’t feel sorry about all that, not a even just a little bit.
My career has given me a comfort bed to sleep, taken me to the places I’ve never seen, brought me to the incredible people who end up as my best friends, and most importantly, it has really made my parents proud. I can sleep tight at night knowing that at least, I can support my parents after their retirements.
The way I see it, there’s nothing bad about all that, so why should anybody in my position feel sorry and less proud about their own hard works?
Don’t let anybody make you feel less than who you are. Make yourself and your loved ones proud, and for me, the rest doesn’t matter at all.
Be great, women! Whatever you choose to do for your own life, be great at it and don’t feel sorry for anything good in your life! Happy International Women’s day and stay awesome!

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