Right job, wrong job

Meg, based on your unique skill set, the #1 right job for you is an:
Architect
Avg. salary: $51,000 - $68,000
Your runner-up jobs are: Avg. salary:
Graphic artist $62,000 - $81,000
Film editor $23,000 - $36,000
Creative Writer $65,000 - $83,000
Interior designer $51,000 - $75,000
Commercial artist $62,000 - $81,000
Musician $36,000 - $53,000

Why These Jobs Work For You
You are the person for a job that involves thinking outside the box. You are innovative and intellectual. You don't like paying attention to administrative details, though you pay attention to details when necessary for aesthetic or practical reasons. Organizing and filing do not appeal to you. Your skills are in the art of expression, and you have the ability to convey the message to the intended audience effectively.

Research has shown that people whose personalities are well-suited to their job environments are happier and more successful. Remember, your Right Jobs were selected because they are good matches for your career personality — they would allow you to exercise the qualities mentioned above. They are not based on the skills you already have, or would need to perform those jobs. Those are things you can learn along the way.

Although the work environment of an architect is the best fit for your career personality, that is not to say you won't be happy in another job. In fact, there are plenty of careers that could use your personality's strengths. Architect was the highest statistical match for your personality characteristics. Look to the right for some other jobs that scored high and would be a great fit for you.

In addition to discovering what career best fits you, Tickle has provided some information about how to best fit your career goals with your lifestyle needs. After all, your career can take on many forms, and it is important to know what best works for you.

Why These Jobs Fit Within Your Lifestyle
You enjoy being comfortable in life. You don't need to live in extravagance, but you do like to indulge in a few luxuries. Whether you own a nice home, have an expensive hobby, or take lavish vacations, you are proud that your hard work can support the lifestyle you want.

Having a stable, and relatively prestigious, job is a priority for you. Your career identity is important to you, and you want to feel proud when telling others what you do for a living.

Be careful that you spend within your means. In your later years, retiring comfortably and paying off debts should be your priorities. Because having a rewarding career is important to you, be on the lookout for career advancement opportunities.

You may have already landed your dream job. Congratulations! But most people are still waiting to find the best job for their career personality.

Remember that wherever you are in your career — even if you're already in the job you want to keep for the rest of your life, you can't always control when or how the nature of your job might change, or how the goals of your company might evolve. But you can control the kinds of jobs you look for. That's why it's just as important to know your Wrong Job, as it is to know your Right Job.


Primary Classification -Creative-
As a Creative type, your ability to look at the world with a fresh perspective keeps life interesting for you and those around you. Instead of following the trends, you want to set them yourself. Establishing a routine is not your goal; you would rather go with the flow and see where your mood takes you that day. You love seeking new experiences and sensations. Your sensitive nature is often turned inward, but your passionate nature also means that you are prone to be impulsive at times.


Secondary Classification -Analytical-
As an Analytical type, your inquisitive nature helps you enjoy the complexities of life. You understand that sometimes there are no clear right and wrong answers, and that's okay with you because you tolerate gray areas better than most. In fact, pondering potential outcomes can sometimes be more interesting than coming up with the definitive solution for you. You march to your own drum and enjoy being in charge more than working and compromising with others. Nothing escapes your keen observational skills, and thinking is your idea of fun.

Knowing what we know about you as a Creative type, here are some things to watch for.

Has the workplace become too dull and rigid for you? Don't know what the day of the week is anymore? You need to find an outlet for that imagination of yours. If the dress code permits, start with the wardrobe. Just because everyone else dresses in black and gray should not hold the same for you. Make a fashion statement to brighten the room. You like being the center of attention anyway. Another suggestion is to take that passionate nature of yours and start a book club at work. Get people to read your favorite authors, and you might be surprised by the intellectual depth of your colleagues. And finally, use your vision to improve those drab office parties. You know how to throw swank parties; volunteer your skills to incorporate some style at the workplace.

Skip to December 7, 2005-- For Jackie :)

This was posted on my blog-city blog last December 2005. It just reminded me of my dinner conversation with Jackie the other night...


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Giving in to the most romantic invitation of coming away, I was surprised at the first stop over-- inside of me. "Why would i want to journey here Lord?" I seek adventure, I seek depth and height all at the same time. But inside of me?

I've been catching my breath for the past couple of weeks. I have often been overcome with the feeling of bursting-- a need to stop to cater to my inability to contain-- uncontainable passion at times, uncontanable sorrow as well.

I have never felt as awakened in my life as I am now. Not even as the day I met the Lord. No, I don't remember ever having the ability to dream and to soar as I do now. I feel so alive; so in-love with life.

Every morning, my 1-year-old nephew would come into my room and wake me up with his excitement and vigor. At times I would resist, but who wouldn't give in to the spirit of a child ready to take in a brand new day? I would often wonder why I have never seen him sluggishly linger on his bed or cover his face with a blanket when each daylight kisses him good morning. But then again, a little bit more than 365 days here on earth has not yet given him enough trouble for him to refuse it.

The vigor of the newness of life.

For quite a while there I chose to be numb. So as not to feel the pain perhaps? Unfortuntely shunning Life as well. But like a frozen heart beginning to thaw, I begin to feel. I begin to feel alive, ready to chase after my dreams.

I also begin to feel the pain.

One night, the Lord just spoke to me with surprising words-- "Admit the pain." All my speeding dreams came to a halt. Do I have to? isn't forgetting a part of the forgiving? COmplying to the insistent Voice, I gave way to the flood of emotions and like a cheated child, I wept.

"Now forgive."

You can't forgive someone for an offense you yourself deny. I thought I was too righteous to take offense: Too mature to be affected. But I still live in fallen world and in a fallen self.

And you can't truly live until you truly die.

I am really doing a lot of dying inside. Don't you feel like dying when somebody pokes at your wounds back when you were a child? Forgetting all the good meaning of the process, you just cry as if saying, "Why are you killing me with this pain?"

But you can never run again, until you heal. You can never feel the wind on your face or chase after butterflies and rainbows if you choose to hide the wounds.

But I want to live.

And so I welcome it all... just to feel life once again.

Posted Feb 24, 2005. The Phantom of the Opera is here... inside my head

To whom does true love belong?

Is it to the man who poured himself out to a woman whom he loved from the darkness of his hiding?

Or is it to the boy, now all grown in stature, who blossomed with her shoulder to shoulder, and who has seen her at her worst?

Is it to the Voice who captivates her?

Or to the Warmth that brings all that is real?

Could it be perhaps to the woman who, amidst all the fears, had dared to love?

To her who tried to look beyond the deformity of the face... even that of the soul?

Is it maybe to the man who would give all.. and kill all.. for her glory?

Or to the other who beseeched to be her freedom?

Is it to him who let go?

or to the brave one who fought til the end?

Is it to him who gave her happiness?

or to the other who, in darkness, loved til her last breath?

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remnants of the movie inside my head.

btw, why do you think should you keep your hand to the level of your eyes?

huling hirit na po on love. pagpapaalam sa buwan ng pebrero.

Posted: Feb 20,2005

Dear you,

Hear I am, indulging again in the foolishness of writing to someone I am yet to know. Luanne is actually baffled with my audacity to write such intimate musings on-line. I guess deep down I'm hoping I'd get through you somehow- like a hi-tech way of going up the mountains and screaming from the top of my lungs at the world, hoping you'd hear.

I am supposed to be somewhere now. At the UPfair actually. All my college life, I've lived for the fair. To spend at least a night there, smoking my lungs out, damaging my eardrums and getting drunk, only to wake up the next morning (or afternoon), really sore. Maybe its because I dropped all those vices that I think I have nothing to do there anyway. Or maybe I just outgrew it. I am glad I've met old friends there, but I decided to make a detour to a netshop before I go back in to all the noise; To finally write down all these things going on inside my mind.

It gets pathetic I know. I just badly need an affirmation that you're there, somewhere, right now.

I had a talk with a friend the other day and she says you don't exist-- that is, there is no such thing as a person destined for you. God respects our choices, she says and would gladly bless our decision. It took me aback. MAybe it was all those sweetdreams and romance novels I've devoured since I was eight that I became such a sucker for destiny. Along the way, I tried to brush it away as being merely idealistic, but believing in a good, sovereign God makes it so hard to deny.

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The other night, I went out with someone from the past.

All night I've been thinking, "why not indulge in the insanity of the night?"

Why not lean closer to catch his scent? Why not blush with all those sweet nothings he allowed to slip out before he bit his lip? Why not surrender my hand to his? Why not drown in his eyes for a while? And why not give him a goodbye kiss and blame it all on the moon?

But then I remember you.

That night, all I had to offer was a friendly handshake. As his hand slowly slid from mine while he was walking away, and as I watched his back grow smaller to the dark horizon, I knew I made a choice.

You better be really worth the wait.

Magnanimous blog

Muli nanaman kaming nagkita. Napakatagal nang panahon ang nakalipas mula noong huli ko siyang nasilayan. Akala ko ay namalikmata lang ako pero siya nga. siya nga si magnanimous crush.

Let me start with the beginning of my Saturday: my devotions. My devotions was about Jesus walking on water. I was wondering why Jesus had to walk past his discpiles, on water take note, when He could have simply calmed the storm for them. And then I realized-- Jesus was showing them what can be done. Jesus was changing the ways of His disciples by showing them that instead of fretting, they can actually walk on water. Instead of worrying about one's circumstances, one can actually rise above the torrents. Unfortunately, only Peter dared to follow suit.

That day I got to reflect on my ways. The things I settle on because I dare not follow suit after my Lord. That morning, I prayed for eyes that would see what is possible in Christ and the heart that would dare follow after my Lord.

Kinagabihan ay nakita ko sa TV si magnanimous crush. Ni-interview siya ni Donita Rose sa channel 33.

Next to John lloyd, he is my most artistahin crush (considering the fact that John lloyd is an artista). I remember my colleagues and I were enamored almost instantly by his good looks. He was tall, dark, lean and ruggedly handsome. There was a whiff of mystery in the intensity of his eyes and such charm in his quick wit and intelligent remarks.

I remember I even wrote a blog entry about him.

There was another side to his good looks and charm, I discovered. While watching him converse with Donita, I was in utter disbelief as I listened to him talk of his faith and his total turn-around for the Lord; I was awestruck by the depth of his insight regarding vision and love. One of his analogies I could not forget is about relationships: two people being intimate, whether physical or emotional, is like two different colored pieces of paper being glued to each other-- like red and white, he cites. When the relationship ends, the pieces of paper break off from each other leaving marks of the red paper on the white and vice versa. Sadly, the breaking off may even leave large holes. Profound, eh?

I am not saying that Jesus is showing him to me now because he is the one; God forbid that his wonderful marriage with his equally good looking wife would end. But in the midst of all the voices telling me to settle, God shows me that He still make men of this kind--- men of vision, of faith, of surrender... and of good looks! wahaha