My life, the lowdown

Credits: All Women Stalk

I am living the dream of many media students in the country. I shouldn't complain but what the fresh grad should know is the glam bit of my job just makes up like 5% of the job. I am fortunate to be blessed with opportunities to help me grow in terms of knowledge, maturity and wisdom without actually getting any academic qualifications for it. But being the old fart I am, I never took that for granted.


I went back to school in 2010. Starting from the bottom, I did a year diploma course and currently I have 4 trimesters left to go before I will get to smell my degree. It is definitely a huge challenge in my life right now. Aside from the financial bit, which currently has landed me in debt for the next 5 years, I find it difficult to focus for my 3 evening classes and to be timely with my assignment submission. Most of my classmates are at least 8 years younger than me, but I don't give a damn. Yes, it is hard to connect with them but I see it as a short term relationship that I have to endure until I graduate.

So, my glam job... Not very glam after all if you read on. Being in a tiny boutique agency, you basically have to do almost everything by yourself. Multitasking, late nights, bring-work-home and dayum, I still have to work when I'm on sick leave. That's the amount of commitment it takes to make it in the industry. I started my career from the very bottom and I'm at the level where you either survive or quit. I cannot decide right now what my future will be like but I am taking this opportunity as a learning experience. Ok, without any censoring, I can safely say I feel tortured and I don't remember the last time I don't dream about work.

My coping mechanism right now is alcohol and cigarettes. Not healthy but I do hope it won't be frequent. I have a loving boyfriend who respect and support whatever I am doing right now. He is working hard to give me a better life and hoping I do not have to work so hard anymore when I'm older. What a gem.

I have a drinking buddy who keeps me in check and stay sane. Lending me a listening ear and career advice (sort of). He gets me... he understands what its like to work hard to achieve something. He's a workaholic himself, hence I find it easier to relate and talk to him.

Friends... I have many and for multiple purpose. Not that I am making use for them, they practically covers the different aspect of my interest. The nightlifers, the gamers, the talk-cockers... I have it all covered. So blessed to have them in my life despite what people say that as you grow older, you lose a percentage of your friends. Mine's growing (sort of) and properly segmented by interest. Haha! Work hazard much?

Ok, the fact that I have this much words in my entry really says a lot. I am trying to commit to this blog as I missed publishing my thoughts online. Do blogs still work the same way like it did in 2002? Haha! Nuffnangers, watch out! I'M BACK!!