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First day of work

June 27, 2017June 27, 2017 IvanaLeave a comment

Hello!! So I had my first day of work today. I woke up reallyyy early, at 5.20am and couldn’t sleep well the night before. I also reached the place about 45mins early lolol and just sat around outside listening to my ebook (currently reading ‘Rich Dad Poor Dad’, which is very motivating on having a… Continue reading First day of work

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First day jitters

June 25, 2017 IvanaLeave a comment

It’s two more days to my first day of work at my first ever full time job out of university.  I’m feeling soooo nervous and anxious and worried! Many what-ifs and dreadful scenarios come to my mind…mostly social situations because they always unnerve me the most. What if the people are work aren’t friendly? What… Continue reading First day jitters

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Goodbye Shuri Castle, you will be missed. ❤️
Memories from beautiful japan (osaka, kyoto, tokyo) in spring 2019 ft. a slytherin sister, a sick sister and my 10 toes. Hope the people there now remain beautiful and safe. 🌸 ⠀ Underrated artists & song: Jadu Heart - The Cure
“Now see the invisible. If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've been torturing your soul. We are born and live inside black water in a well. ⠀ How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? ⠀ Don't insist on going where you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring. Your living pieces will form a harmony. ⠀ There is a moving palace that floats in the air with balconies and clear water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained under a single tent.” - Rumi
⠀ 「私だって信念があった 今じゃ塵みたいな想いだ。」
So relieved that the audit for this 13 year old study is over!! Who would’ve thought when I was a smol p6 girl the wheels of fate had already started to turn and I’d be doing all this shit for this study now. 🌚 Am very thankful to have colleagues who helped me in manually counting, checking and recording 4600 frozen samples, checking through 1300 forms and transporting all the files and case notes over 🙏🙏✨ would not have survived through this without their help. :’)
Our dear romanian friend landed in singapore today! Chicken rice > durian (she loved it!) > gardens by the bay > gardens night illumination show > satay, hokkien mee and carrot cake 🤤☀️ 楽しい日ありがとう〜!
Woke up at 5.30am today for Meiji yoga, followed by delicious gram pancakes, arcade, shopping and Nakhon for thai food 🌼☀️🌈 thanks for all the precious fun and laughter today! ☺️☺️
A year ago, I wrote a poem about Sisyphus, inspired by the Greek myth of the gods condemning Sisyphus to ceaselessly try to roll a heavy rock to the top of the mountain, only to fall back down again. Today, I still find myself breaking my back rolling stones, and probably will for the rest of my life. But ultimately: “The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus is happy.” - - - Sisyphus weekdays we're packed into spaceships, travelling near the speed of light. within the fast-paced nine to five, time grows slothful and tortoiselike. thank god it's friday. living for the elusive weekends; the public holidays, annual leaves, vacations and staycations. feeling alive less than half of the time. condemned for our eternity, to break backs rolling stones, against cruel fate, and a downward acceleration of 9.8; only to fall harder, than the apple he never ate. the universe throws laughter, rivers stream with lemon-water. someone once told me, "to survive you must develop a masochistic tendency" towards what, i did not know. perhaps, lemons and apples. suicide? there's no time, no compassion, or legislation for that. wishing to sleep, forever, in cryonics' tombs, for a warmer future, in which darkness doesn't loom. nonetheless, amidst this absurdity, one must believe, Sisyphus is happy. myself, i rest in peace; knowing i'll soon return to death's tomb. for someday, i'll stop thinking, and therefore, like them, i will cease to be.
The time I was fevering and made the bad decision of wearing my thin flimsy culottes in <10degrees cold and still wanted to bring my siblings to my fav shrine 🌚 I felt so sick that I bought a health charm at the shrine which I accidentally threw away when I got home lol (foreshadowing of my poor health this year and the years to come)☃️

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