Fifty / Weighing Chances

So, I've been spectating the Parliaments this past few weeks. I like the idea of getting to know what's real and what's not, recognizing the dogs, donkeys, turtles, etc. It's like going for a ride in the zoo. Really.

Now, being in the media industry, getting the first hand news, reviewing cases and issues, I swear this is by far the most interesting job ever. I learn so many things, everyday is a new book. No repetitions, only follow ups.

This is also the industry for me to weigh things, what's true and what is not. Like what happened last week at the Parliaments, I thought I could deal with words of others. So first, it was the oppositions. I believed them. And then comes to pro government.

And then I got lost.

But it's true, I guess. Whenever I confide in Mom, she will always say "Don't worry. You do know that by the end of the day you'll end up being a wiser person. You'll be able to see life in a different prospect," yes. A wider view. It all makes sense now.

But I don't think this is the best job for me. Not because I don't like the job. But because.. I think this is not my forte. Yes I like writing, but not writing under pressure. Wait, what the heck am I saying because everything is about doing things under pressure. Maybe I should just rot at home and read books. That's very productive.

What freaking ever.

I am not making any sense right now. Arghhhh.

Bye.