I snapped out of my post-graduation-planning lethargy today and applied for a job on a whim. I put on my black pencil skirt and best smile and handed over my fresh-off-the-printer resume.
Somehow, after sullenly despairing about it for months, I have find something that I will really like to do. For a year. In China. While being paid an expat salary (kind of). With housing allowance. And traveling subsidies. And medical insurance. And a moving budget. And free meals every day.
I will definitely trade my new creme brulee torch for this job (Sorry Chelsea).
1 comment:
what! HOw dare you :P haha.. where in china? What job? and sacrifice dating? this must be a good offer!
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