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2nd Interview

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


This is the second interview of the year. I feel that the outcome of this interview is negative. It was not Philo who gave me the negative comments, instead it was SD. He kept persuading me to go for a career instead of a job. What he meant was, he was trying to psycho me to go for an accounting job and start a career then, instead of go for a irrelevant job... I told him that I was not competent in that field yet and would wish to gain more knowledge before going for accounting job. He has a high level of persuasion skill. Hahaha.. he spent almost 10 mins telling me about his family, telling me his past experience and even stories of regrets to psycho me to go for a relevant job. I was almost been psycho-ed by him. But I also have a high endurance and therefore pushed him away with all those persuasions. Hahahah.. I really hoped i did not fare badly in his interview.

After the interview, I went to meet hui ling for a show. We watch Oh in Ohio. Its terrible. Terrible show but funny. I also had a terrible dinner. Horrible, go look at the picture and guess wat it is.





Right now, I am having a bad toothache. I am going to the dentist soon. Its killing me. I am so afraid to go dentist. So scare of the pain. Aghh...



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