Yeah. I am known as THE intern, who doesn't know how to write, doesn't have the structure in writing. I do not have what it takes to be a journalist, hence why I am planning to take Corporate Comm. I love writing, yes. But not news oh my goodness. I know I suck at writing news hence why I wanted to devote myself to something else. Career wise, that is.
The newsroom really is a learning environment. Be it the people, the work, the new people I meet. I just have to really learn to swallow things and not take things literally, but well, you know that is kind of hard. It is almost impossible for someone to not take things personally when you know it's going to be personal. I might look like I barely even care but HONEY, trust me. I do. And I will remember every single word you say until the day I die. Every single one.
No I don't hold grudges, don't worry. I will only remember you. Hey at least someone remembers you! Good deal innit!
But hey, at least I am learning something isn't it? I'm glad I took this internship, because I know I will not wind up as a journalist, that foshizo. But I get to taste a gist of how life as a journalist really is. I ought to give it a chance. Five years of journalism isn't short. That was long, I swear. The longest term of me studying something in detail.
It isn't all that bad, really. I'm just exaggerating. You know me. Exaggeration is my middle name. BEexaggeratingDAH. Who doesn't know that, raise your hand!
Now I'm torn in between. I know I wanna do my Masters. I have to continue studying. Because I want to. I know it might not promise me a better life, pay, position or anything for that matter, but I just want to widen my horizon. I want to know things and this is what it takes to know things, my way.
No silly, of course I'll work AND study at the same time. I do not want to burden my grandparents anymore. This is just about enough. I will use my own money for my education starting from now on. And I need a 9-5 job. Why? Because I need to sing. Alhamdulillah, in a form of side income, it allows me to live not lavishly, but comfortably, without having to burden anyone else.
At least there's something I can do right, right?
And OH MY GOD I can't wait for my rockable aunty/godmother/orang gila to come back from the orang putih land! I can't waittt to sleep over and tell her everything! That's one person who is older than me, but allows me to sleep on her bed, head to head, talk shit till the morning and do roleplays with me playing sick and things like that.
I miss you Aunty Nina. 9 days to go!
Ok nak pergi shopping, babai!
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