Its time for me to change jobs, but My CV stinks. Its amateur and tries too hard. There’s a mega cesspool of advice out there on how to write a killer CV. Much of this reeks of the assumption that potential employers will be impressed by pretentious over-inflated buzzwords that attempt to make you shine but I would imagine achieves the reverse. The easy way out would be to have an option of working from a decent resume template, but quality and variety are few and far between, with most of the obviously available freely downloadable ones falling into the category of the overinflated buzzworld where one speaks of one’s impressive nothingnesses in third person. But there’s hope, after much searching, I’ve found this website thats fantastic, providing detailed brilliant step by step advice on putting together your resume. Whats more, they also provide a wide variety of free templates for download and advise on when to use which type. Brilliant for someone like me who hasn’t had much experience in the last few years applying for jobs. Click on the image below to go there!
Africa is fucken expensive for Africans. Remember that when you bargain with local people who are trying to make an honest buck with honest sweat. Bargaining is fine, but be reasonable. Do you really expect an African to subsidize you?
At the end of a long day, this lady
goes home to this:
Back in the day, South African people fighting and longing for freedom wondered why the world didn’t care. Now we know, because now WE don’t care. Well, we say we do. Like millions of people expressing their disgust at the lack of humanity shown by people captured unknowingly on a camera secretly filming them while they shrug off a person posing as poor and homeless. Yes, we behind the computer have the worst of judgement when dead babies wash up on beaches because the government of who knows where decided to stop rescue efforts. This from the safe spot behind our computers. But I ask you, what would you do if someone forced to flee their country in distress pitched up on your doorstep? We are all guilty.
This is somewhat of a crown birthday, a milestone. My age finally matches my waistline. Grateful for a good life, good people. For a healthy body and mind. Life’s a piece of art in progress. Lots of pieces put together, never perfect, jagged unmatched edges coming together in the end, with cracks.
I know that I knew this before in theory, but today it struck me as I looked at my bank account and saw more money than I expected. Realizing I could support my mum a bit more (something I was feeling worried about) and even pay off my apartment mortgage in the next 5 years. I just suddenly felt the urge to plan it out so I could see it more clearly and play with the numbers and time frame.
I realize NOW what it means to set a goal. I feel it in my bones. A goal is something you actually want to achieve. Not JUST that, you have to plan out in chunks of time and money steps, what you need to do to get there. You have to want to and be able to do the things in your plan. You HAVE TO tackle those chunks systematically, AND track yourself. If you do not do this, the chances are you WILL lose focus and get side tracked reacting on impulsive wants and desires. This is the way I’ve been living really, not altogether irresponsibly, but with no clear direction.
Living without goals that you are actively working on and tracking is like just walking off in blindly, changing directions hoping that you’ll like wherever you end up. My dear, you could walk off a cliff, end up in the middle of a desert or a jungle, into a lion’s den, perhaps come across a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Spent energy, spent resources, all watered down in all different directions. In the end. Nothing accomplished, at least nothing that you’d considered you actually wanted to do, unless you were one in a million lucky. We only have so much time, we only have so much resources. For most of us, our physical resources are limited. Setting goals without a doubt maximises your potential and resources.
Now I realize that it works this way with everything aspect of life. Achieving a goals does not involve the supernatural “ask the universe” process of hoping some overambitious dream will magically “manifest”. Its about planning to accomplish something, Creating an actual time trackable plan to get there, ACTUALLY working towards it by following the plan, AND tracking yourself along the way.
Today realizing I’ve actually already started working towards my goals in a haphazard way for a good many years. But getting to them very slowly because of being sidetracked and not really understanding what my main priorities actually are. So today I’ve put them down in a ms word doccie, with where I currently stand towards reaching them! I will be tracking them at least monthly
Basically, the 2 goals I’ve written down:
- To pay off my mortgage in 3 to 5 years
- To buy an additional property within 5 years
Yes its all financial, but I will be applying this to the rest of my life as well! Gosh, I feel like a newborn baby.
But today I’m just fucking annoyed at a German lady who comes all the way in from her tourism job in Scotland to meet up with her long distance Zimbabwean boyfriend in South Africa to spend the whole 10 days cooking amazing meals for him, then clean up after him, while he either tries to charm whatever other women are around, or be busy doing something or other on his fone. I’m just fucking annoyed. I know what I’ll never accept, no dick is good enough to put up with that baloney. Fucking women hey.