[A familiar place I hardly remember.]
Sometimes too much familiarity can be overwhelming. You know where you are but you seem so lost.
You are busy thinking about what-nots. Have you thought about yourself?
There’s the spotlight but is it shining on you?
Can you help me find me?
July had been very cruel to me these past few days. It’s so frustrating because its my birthmonth yet I am not experiencing anything special at all. Until, a while ago…
Last month I was tasked to write an article about my boss’ official trip. I totally forgot about it so when my boss asked for my draft, I had to rush everything. Lucky that she remembered it only last Friday and let me work on it during the weekend. But unexpected circumstances, and I am proud to say that it was not laziness, happened, resulting to an unfinished article came Monday. Worried that I might be scolded, I did everything in a sweep. Thank goodness that with only a few minor revisions my article was now ready for publishing. Yuh, yuh, publishing on our agency’s website.
Can you see my name right there? OMG! It feels so amazing, career wise. My articles are already website worthy, at least for my boss. :)
It may seem shallow for some of you but WTH. Besides, it’s my blog you are reading. haha. I am very much looking forward to a whole lot like this in the future. So cheers to not-so-good writers out there like me. :))))))
How about you? How’s your July so far? :))
Writing speeches, welcoming remarks, and opening messages of my bosses is what I consider the hardest job right now.
First of all, I don’t think I should be the one doing it in the first freakin’ place. It’s not my speech anyway. Second, I am in real doubt of my writing skills right now. After that very concise and bittersweet “NO.” I got as comment on my last drafted speech for our Director, I am really concerned that I’ve already lost it ( as if I had. HAHA ). But seriously, I think I am incapable of my boss’s expectation. Right now, I am expected to write three opening messages for three different persons on three different contents using three different styles due today. Blaming others would just do me no good. OH GOD HELP ME.
If only I could tell my boss straight in her face that I do not want writing her speeches, her messages EVER AGAIN, I’d do it. That, of course, I cannot.
So I guess, I just have to end this rant, post this shiz, close my blog, deal with my writing
and emotional issues, and try to not get a big effin’ “NO” this time.
[Working on a blank page.]