Talk a little
Today, we all gain a little something called ’24 hours’. And while this gift isn’t really a gift for it’s more a convenient calculation of our days, helping us to do without quarter days. But it is on this 4 quarters that I will hereby finish the last module of my diploma. 8 weeks have passed and it’s time to move on because I’m an intern no more.
And what better way to move on than to join the magazine as a regular writer? My editor offered me a place and I promptly accepted. Now that I’m a writer, I won’t need to work for free anymore. I’m glad I did though. My initial skepticism about working at Mid Valley was really baseless because contrary to what many people would like to think, Mid Valley traffic during the day and evening aren’t murderous like KL city centre.
My first writing assignments flies me to the sandy beaches of Langkawi next Thursday where I get put up in The Andaman for one night to facilitate a photography and videography test drive. I’m still going through the excitement of traveling for work because I look at the itinerary and there really isn’t much working unless you count snorkeling and 1 hour spa time work.
My family moves into the new place this Saturday. It’s a nice-sized apartment, comfortable for 5 members and it also gives my mother her much wanted independence because she no longer has to depend on my brother or father for the daily weekly grocery shopping. Our apartment sits above a nice little shopping complex and it is also walking distance for me to the gym. Plus, I get to swim again. My room on the other hand… needs more tweaking before it can reach full comfort potential.
I was also quite lucky to win a new Samsung model sometime early February during their press launch. I get to pick it up from their office March 3rd and it feels like a nice payout given to me for my 8 weeks of work. Everything is quite peachy at this point and who knows? *smiles*
And it is in this state of mind that I'll tell you that everything bad that happens to you are going to happen anyways... It doesn't matter if there are less fortunate people living on less because it is going to happen anyways. To me and to them. And if it sucks for them, it sucks for me. We just need to get through it, whether we're eating from scraps or figuring out what to do.
And what better way to move on than to join the magazine as a regular writer? My editor offered me a place and I promptly accepted. Now that I’m a writer, I won’t need to work for free anymore. I’m glad I did though. My initial skepticism about working at Mid Valley was really baseless because contrary to what many people would like to think, Mid Valley traffic during the day and evening aren’t murderous like KL city centre.
My first writing assignments flies me to the sandy beaches of Langkawi next Thursday where I get put up in The Andaman for one night to facilitate a photography and videography test drive. I’m still going through the excitement of traveling for work because I look at the itinerary and there really isn’t much working unless you count snorkeling and 1 hour spa time work.
My family moves into the new place this Saturday. It’s a nice-sized apartment, comfortable for 5 members and it also gives my mother her much wanted independence because she no longer has to depend on my brother or father for the daily weekly grocery shopping. Our apartment sits above a nice little shopping complex and it is also walking distance for me to the gym. Plus, I get to swim again. My room on the other hand… needs more tweaking before it can reach full comfort potential.
I was also quite lucky to win a new Samsung model sometime early February during their press launch. I get to pick it up from their office March 3rd and it feels like a nice payout given to me for my 8 weeks of work. Everything is quite peachy at this point and who knows? *smiles*
And it is in this state of mind that I'll tell you that everything bad that happens to you are going to happen anyways... It doesn't matter if there are less fortunate people living on less because it is going to happen anyways. To me and to them. And if it sucks for them, it sucks for me. We just need to get through it, whether we're eating from scraps or figuring out what to do.