I was home for 3 weeks during Christmas. 2 weeks of vacation, and 1 week working from the
Oslo office...Didn't realize how much I missed home until I went back,,,and, I was surprised by the fact that I actually enjoyed the cold weather. There was one thing that really hit home, though:
I've been missing out
Missing out on the daily details of my closest friends - not to mention the happenings in my
sister, and
brother's life. I went to a cafe with three of my closest friends (since elementary school) to exchange Christmas gifts, and out of no where, I kinda burst into tears when we were talking about marriage, and kids, and all that adult stuff. I told my friends that I simply didn't want us to become "real adults"..that we would be too busy being with husband and family etc, that things just wouldn't be the same (of course, they poined out that I was the one who was far away)...but, after having thought things through, I realize that I was sad because I understood how much I've been missing out on things...and how much more I'm going to miss out on while working abroad. It just makes me sad to think about having missed out on something as big as my friends' wedding day..and makes me even more sad to think that I might be missing out on babies being born etc-- If there is
one negative thing to point out about working abroad, it has to be the fact that I'm absent from the lives of those who matter to me the most. Of course, Im in their lives still- but not in the same way.
The 2nd of February marks the 6-year-anniversary of my
boyfriend, and I...out of which 3 of the years have been long distance. One year in France during my bachelor degree, one year in Dublin - the beginning of my Google employment- and now - getting close to the third year while I'm in Singapore. Actually, when I think about it, I left for France about 3 months after my boyfriend and I started dating..and while other relationships around me were breaking apart, due to the distance, I got closer to my boyfriend. Same scenario while in Dublin...newly graduates enter the google scene, and relationships end - due to fellow Nooglers and Googlers. I'm telling ya, for single newly grads entering google - it's a meat market. Whenever I told people that I had a boyfriend, there would be a moment of silence, and a smirk on peoples faces that kinda read: "good luck with that". But, hey, 6 years...that's like an entire lifetime!!.....of a 6-year-old,,!!! =P
Thanks for your patience, your calm and controlled manner, and for being a good listener and partner-in-crime. C
heers to us, babe ;-)
A few weeks back, I was featured in a
Norwegian fashion magazine together with 2 other Norwegians, where the title was "Women who have the world as their work place" (translated). I haven't seen the hard copy of the magazine yet, but from what I've seen, there was a picture of Singapore's skyline, and of my smiling face =P At the same time as my sister posted this on facebook and instagram- telling people how proud she was- I was in Vietnam for work and had a bit of a mental breakdown. Mostly because the plane from Singapore to Vietnam was delayed, and I ended up sitting in the plane for 2,5 hours before the captain finally announced that it was safe to fly...so, by the time I got to the hotel, I was both hungry (I get grumpy+emotional when hungry=P), tired, and still had stuff to prepare for the meeting the day after. It dawned upon me how lonely I was...soo far from a much-needed hug, so far from everyone that mattered to me. And, I started to think about "what-ifs"....do you ever do that? What if X, Y, Z happens?...my "what ifs" are always worst case scenarios,,,they're never: "what if I won a million dollars, what would I do with the money?"..they're always: "what if I was told I have cancer, and only 1 month left to live?",,,always worst-case-scenarios......so..my "what ifs" were all related to death, of course,,,"what if I died in a plane crash...what would I have regretted while sitting on the plane on its way down to hit the ground?".
....I would've regretted not spending more time with family and friends....
- I don't think anyone - while at deathbed- thinks: I wish I worked more...I truly regret not sitting longer hours at the office.......right?
My worst enemy is truly myself. Because, although I'm aware of what I would've regretted if I died tomorrow, I still have the need to "tick" some boxes...the need to achieve some goals I have set that just needs to be done before I can truly be satisfied...but, that's a lie of course. Cause if there's another thing I've realized, it is that I will never be satisfied with the status quo.
The environment that you're in sets the standard for what is good, and what is bad...and it resets your ambition level. When I took my bachelor degree, it wasn't a big deal, because everyone around me--everyone in my class- they too were taking their bachelor degree....when I moved forward to take a masters - the same thing. When I entered Google, same thing. It was a big deal with google, of course,,,because, hey, its Google. But, eventually, you'll look around, and realize that you're not special just because you're working for google...everyone around me works for google =P...at least 95% of those I know in singapore works for google...which only proves that I don't know a lot of people outside of the company (sadly enough)...but, the point is that the feeling of achievement, or enjoyment of having achieved something is- to me- very short lived. So, the hunt for the feeling of achievement is endless..without having experienced drugs, I imagine that it's kinda like the continuous search for a good "high"...as you take stronger drugs, it'll require more of the drug in order for your to feel the "high"..and the feeling- once achieved- is short lived.
I'm not sure why I'm writing this. Whenever I write a blog post, I just turn on music, and let my fingers type whatever..and then when I read through it, it sometimes surprises me how open I am, and how much of my private thoughts are shared with the public. But, I guess there's a bit of a need to "clear the air"..I feel like I would be living a lie if I continued to post pictures of skylines, hotels, and cities that visit for work, without sharing the entire story. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change places with anyone. I'm very lucky to be where I am: my job is fun, and exciting, and I wouldn't change anything about it.
To my family and true friends, I guess I just want you to know that I love you. And, if I died tomorrow, I want you to know that I really do want to spend more time with you...but for now, I've got some boxes to tick =P
Until next time ;-)
- over-and-out.