Nerves and Jitters

Let us disregard the fact that I have so much due right now, and instead of just focusing on that, I’m blogging.

Hey, i have to get this out somehow.

*Flashback to Friday*

It was late, and I was still sleeping (which was something I almost NEVER get to do on a weekday!) when my phone rang. I wasn’t paying attention to it, because it was depriving me of my sleep, but it was getting annoying, so I checked who was calling. It was a landline number. From my ACM internship experiences, only companies call you up in the cellphone via landline numbers. So snapping out of my half-asleep daze, I answered the call.

It was Kraft. A person from HR called to ask me if I was available for an interview for their Graduate something program. (Since I had just woken up, I wasn’t really sure about what the program is or if this is Kraft’s version of teh Management Trainee). I scheduled an interview with them for Wed, 4:00pm (that’s tomorrow!)

At around lunch time, they called again, but I missed it. :'(. Tried calling back, but I was redirected to their operator. Having no idea who to look for, I said goodbye and hung up. I’m still hoping that the call wasn’t to cancel my interview. They didn’t call again, so I’m assuming it wasn’t. Hopefully.

*Back to the present*

So now, I’m freaking out! My first EVER REAL JOB interview. I mean, normally, I wouldn’t really freak out about this, since interviews are a cinch. But yesterday, I had some time to think and I realized the following things:

1. I had a chance to get into an MT program (where only a few do get the opportunity)

2. Working for Kraft would be GREAT! because:

a. It’s an FMCG company

b. It’s in the SOUTH!

c. The benefits and the pay (so I hear) is WOAH. One of the more competitive salaries

d. I’m familiar with their products

3.  If I do get accepted, I’d no longer have to worry about job hunting!

4. Earning my own money is SWEET! Independence to the next level!

Now, a day before the interview, I’m getting goosebumps and shivers (though it could be because the aircon in the conservatory is pointed straight at me). But I’m usually like this: freaking out prior to things.

Tomorrow is the day. I shall keep you posted!