Career Woes

Yeah, if you are reading this and you are over 21, welcome to the adult world. Or more correctly, the world of Adults, and I don't just mean the world infested by adult movies, videos or magazines. This is the time when you stop growing physically (so get used to seeing yourself like that), and all hopes and expectations fall upon you like balloons released from the ceiling (and falling on your head) just like how they would do on your impending Graduation Ceremony or Commencement. It is amazing how they can name something that symbolizes the end of something as the start of something else. But that's the whole point: A graduation only means that you are not under the protection of the school anymore. You gotta find your own keep in the society out there, and that, initially, is a pretty sucky idea.

Maybe I am just scared to take the wrong path. For the first time in your life (and mine), the blueprints have just been handed over to you. Education has been pretty much taken for granted for all your 20 odd years (you expect to progress and, surprise surprise you did progress) - this applies to an average Singaporean kid - and it is not until after tertiary education that you get a chance to really consider and think about your career. For the first time in your life, you are the captain of the ship and you have to navigate your future, without any help icons from your parents or the ministry or anybody else. I guessed this is just the problem of such an education system: it sets you up from primary to tertiary education. Then, when you think that you are all that mighty and young and clever, it drops you off a cliff and tells you to fly; if not, you'll just fall and die.

It is like riding in your Dad's car for 20 years and then all of a sudden, although you see it coming, he asked YOU to take over the wheel and ferry him around instead. You don't ask him where to go; he assumes that after 20 years of watching him and others drive, you should know where to go. And he is probably right. Everybody does know where to go. It's just that some people take the long way, perhaps circling familiar streets a couple of times, while some people just zoom down the expressway to success. Success is the end-goal, the final destination, but I doubt that everybody reaches it anyway. Along the way, you pick up extra people, those who would spend their entire lives in your cars with you; you may hit dust and bumps along the way and give up; you may run out of fuel in the middle of a desert and scream for help; you may be cool and calm and travel a miserable 20 meters in 20 years. It's all up to how you drive, actually. (Sidetrack: At this moment, I am amazed at my own ability to illustrate and explain an analogy so well.)


Think about it, now that you finally have the wheel to yourself, where would you really want to drive to?

Mr Black is a current undergraduate who resides in Singapore. This blog is a non-whimsical reflection of his life and the society in which he lives in at large.

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