This is going to be my first night out of work. My eight days with the night shift team in the search engine optimization company that I was working in was a good experience. Sadly, I have to give more time to something else. I still haven’t printed the resignation letter. In fact, I still haven’t encoded it. It’s still in my head. But I have already decided not to go back to work. I’d be absent tonight. I will furnish the letter tomorrow. I will miss the L and C people.
When I was just little, back in my elementary days, I couldn’t wait to leave the house and go to school to meet with classmates and friends. My grandmother would even scold me and tell and to stay until it’s ten minutes before the ringing of the school bell. I would, however, devise a plan to leave home early or make silly excuses just so I would be permitted to leave home when I am ready. Those days are gone now. Everything’s different. Now I am always late. Time won’t wait for me. I wish I could go back to those days.
One assignment done. Now I only have two on my list.
I had to finish my Tingog article first. That is before I get my hands on my Broadcast Journalist report.
My BroadJourn assignment counts as two because after writing it on English, I have to translate it to Filipino. The English article would go to Philippine Information Agency’s news monitoring system, the Filipino article would be read on air by no other than me. That makes it fun. My Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays are all for news hunting. Monday is for reporting. Weekends? Mostly for procrastinating.
So now, this Tumblr post is brought to you by always-procrastinating-me.
…and I should be doing my report for tomorrow’s Broadcast Journalism. I wouldn’t want to come to Philippine Information Agency without the necessary preparations. NO ONE would ever want that.
But right now, as expected from someone who wakes up at noon of a Sunday, I am less than half-prepared.
It would be my 3rd week reporting for PIA. My third week to be heard by anyone who listens to their radio program. My third week to report about tourism here in Albay. And my third week would be the worst of it all. But hey, a procrastinator would always count the number of hours he’s got left before the end of the day. I have… let’s see… damn it.
Internship countdown starts now, or, in more exact words, "the real panic starts!" Help?
Long before I was enrolled for this year, I was very excited for the internship. I had a very long list of internship prospects. None of those will ever be realized. I am sure of that. I don’t know what excited means anymore.
My Sent Mail box has been very busy sending internship applications to travel magazines here in the Philippines. I was lucky enough to receive two responses from editors in chief. One said they are not accepting interns, the other asked what I was expecting them to ask. So there, I sent them a sample of my articles. But I am not really sure that I will be accepted.
I’m writing this post not because I want to tell the world that I am in panic mode. I am asking for help.
I know I don’t know all the possible magazines here in the country that accept interns, so I would ask whoever took the time to read this post: What magazine/s can you suggest? (Either a travel, or a tech, or a life and style magazine will do) THANK YOU!