Day 9.

It’s Friday Fridayyyy. And tonight is the night of our first Blast! Event as the 11th committee! (I love referring to us as the Eleventh, because it just sounds so much more mafia-ish and Hitman Reborn-esque. I dwell too much in my anime and manga world. :/)

I brought a lot of barang to work today, my dad said I look as if I’m going for a field camp. HAH. It just so happens that I’m going for 2 chalets back to back as Willy’s birthday chalet is also on Friday and Saturday night! I’ve never stayed over much with my JC gang, and it’s Wil’s 21st, so I definitely want to be there :) though I think I might collapse from exhaustion and lack of sleep.
(though in full honestly I really don’t mind burning my whole weekend for something like this :D)

Blast! Class resumes next week, and I will be leading warm-up for the first time ever… I can’t say that I’m not nervous, but I guess I am pretty excited about it. :D But BPC apparently resumes on Saturday as well, and I need a choreography by then. Then the following Sunday would be tri-uni, followed by NTUC youth class the Saturday after that. I really need to come up with quite a bit of choreo, but I’m worried that I won’t have time. D:

This internship has indeed been eye-opening, even though I’ve been doing very miscellaneous and random things. I’ve gotten an insight into the kind of work life many Singaporeans lead, though I think the people here generally have slightly more interesting lives. (we are a kids and an arts channel anyway)

But I’ve realized that this whole office thing doesn’t really cut it for me. I know I can’t be picky and I know that I should be thankful if I ever even manage to get a job after I graduate, but my dream job is…very different from this.

Don’t misunderstand me, work has been interesting :) it’s been fun and it’s been enjoyable (sometimes) but these regular hours and this environment and other things I’ve gone through… I think I’ve formulated a somewhat concrete opinion of how my life is going to be if I graduate and end up with a job like this—I won’t have one.

I’m having fun and I’m enjoying myself, but I’d much rather my dream job. Which is…admittedly…impossible.

I’ve always dreamed about working in a studio (it doesn’t even need to be my own), designing, drawing and doing art/comics/designs with a group of fun people. It might be even more desk-bound than my current internship (since I run a couple of errands now and then) but I know I’ll definitely be able to find a way to make it more physically engaging ;P that coupled with the fact that I’ll be dancing during my free time. That’d be the life! What a dream come true.

But I guess for know, I can only keep dreaming and wishing. Gonna keep my options open, always, and be prepared for anything God has in store for me.

Just felt that I had to let this out in writing, so that I know what I know and I know what I’m prepared for. :)