Pump it.
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Mom's birthday lunch.
Anyhoo, I'm back to work at the restaurant after another one of my famous 'impulsive-I'm regretting-it-now' moments. I mean, I have two big campaign projects to finish and I'm working? I'm trying to look at it in a nice light, that I'm doing this for the greater good (which I am, by the way) and that it will soon be over. Twelve days of waiting tables ain't so bad, at least it will give me something to do and some spare moolah.
That, and writing my very first article for the magazine I'm freelancing for. Hopefully, I get published and I can FINALLY start building my portfolio, the currently non-existent portfolio. Hahaha. I just need to get over my initial fear of interviewing pet owners in the park. I need to be calm. I mean, I interviewed the MP for Ang Mo Kio, for crying out loud!! Why the hell am I freaking over this. Maybe cuz I had the adrenaline thing going on for me when I interviewed the MP. I remember I wasn't the student reporter assigned to interview him at all but at the last minute, the said student reporter chickened out and came to me all fidgety and pleaded I do the interview on her behalf. It took me like ONE SECOND to think about it. I looked at her, said okay, took one brief look at her drafted questions, found that the MP was finally on his own and rushed to him to start the interview.
I really think I work better with lots of adrenaline. When everything is so planned, it's just so boring and bleagh. But I guess the downside is that since I'm also VERY impulsive, I tend to do a lot more 'I'm regretting-it-now' moments than 'woah-I-can't-believe-I-did-that' moments. I need to work on that.
