I’ve always loved Fridays, but today is EXTRA special. So I’m downing my 3rd coffee (its only 12.30, havent even had lunch yet!) had 2 mugs of tea+honey (whos honey was in the kitchen? I dunno I just used it anyways) and just popped open my tube of rolo (yummm havent had rolo for sooo long!), celebrating is definately on the cards.
Oh boy what a stressful week its been, today marks the 13th straight day that I’ve been working, and I feel like I’m about to pass out if I have to work another day longer. Luckily I will engage in a 3 day weekend, although I will have to babysit my sibblings as well as Mot’s cousins so there is no real ‘me’ time. But we are going to Plume tomorrow night for some hot pot action… so there is some indulgence on the agenda.
Anyhow I just finished reading Cheese’s blog on our adventures on the weekend. haha so she thoroughly enjoyed it even though was almost about to pass out when told she had to dress naked chicks, whinged about wanting to stay home to sleep and cursed my attempts to earn her $210 bucks for 2 days work!
The funniest part of the weekend was our poor attempts to hide at the cafe after our first dressing session, where I nearly punched on with a certain diva, and saw way too many boobies and g strings. Even for a girl who occassionally thinks about being a lesbian, the occassion was confirmation that I am straight, yes I can now confirm that I AM indeed 110% sure that I am straight.
Time at the publishing house was pretty fun, ofcorse there were moments where I sat there thinking, what the hell am i doing here? but I love the fact that I was dictating my own work. If I wanted to eat I could, if I wanted to call a reporter I could, if I wanted to sit and surf the net I could. No body timed me, no body felt the need to hold me down due to their own inabilities to do something. It was just great using my skills and knowledge to achieve a certain set of goals. It has confirmed to me that I am truely made for this job, and this job is made for me.
Spoke to one of the CEO’s yesterday and she said she would love to chat to me next week, so hopefully this is my step into the world wide web of books book and more books!!!! If i land a role in this next project as the PR + makering manager, it will indeed open me up for entrance into penguin, phaidon and who knows what else! I’m totally excited!
Right now I’m at the office of an australian not-for-profit organisation that produces and funds childrens television programs. Such a different working culture, everyone is so quite you could potentially hear a coin drop. The first few weeks here, were really mundane but things are starting to pick up as I’m more aquaintant to the staff and material, so I’m more receptive and accepting of the way things are run here. Again they’ve set me a general goal, and left the reins up to me. Its amazing how much everybody trusts me, I keep thinking to myself,…. what if i dud this up? what if i say something wrong with the reporter, and they write it?! But luckily nothing like that has happened… yet… hahaha
It just goes to show how when you leave uni, you dont really know what to do with all this theory you have. The reality is I dont think people really know what they’re doing, everyone just makes it up as they go along, and sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesnt. What I’ve realised is that University is the foundation to thought and theory. It’s where you go to learn about ‘how’ to think about situations and ‘how’ to formulate and articulate solutions. With my last semester approaching I cant help but already feel a sense of excitment as well as fear. Now I really have to grow up and be a real person. I cant make people feel sorry for me by claiming to be a ’struggling student’ anymore, and I cant even get concession tickets at the movies!
Uni came and went so fast, it feels like only a few weeks ago I was the nervous student at RMIT, looking around wondering what this course was going to offer me, and wondering when I would be able to finish this goddamn course. And now fast forward 3 years and I’m here sitting her like a professional, pretending to work, a fellow employee commenting about how ‘busy’ I’ve been looking. It’s here, I’m really here….. I can finally tick another box on my ‘1001 things to do before I die’ list.
Scum money off family+friends, and complain about being a ’struggling (fill in blanks). [TICK]
