Who are you?

I woke up from my nap only to see you gone. I jumped from the bed and bolted to the door and there you were, in the kitchen talking with your friends. I got closer to say hi but you pushed me away.

I was 5.

I walked behind you and your friends. You said you were going somewhere so I got excited and asked to come. You asked me if I had money. I said no. I asked if you could pay for me. You said,

“Who are you?”

When I ask you for something, it takes a lot of effort for you to say yes. I have to beg, cry, and even kneel until I move your heartstrings.

I shouldn’t have to but I do.

Because who am I?

I’m just your sister.

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3 Things I Love About My Internship

I think it’s safe to say that my current internship has been nothing but positive. Even though it’s a start-up, my experience so far is good. My boss is great and supportive. My co-workers are nice and while I’m the only lady in the office, I’m privileged enough to work with men who respect me. I hope I’m not wrong hehe.

I’ve been interning for a month now and here are the 3 things I love so far:

Generous boss

He has been nothing but accommodating since I started working for them. What surprised me the most was when he invested on my career progression. He told me to take Hootsuite Academy’s Social Marketing Certification exam and paid for it. It’s very surprising for a boss to invest on a temporary employee. I hope this is a good sign *crosses fingers*

Also, heck yeah, I’m Social Marketing Certified.

Independent Work

Some companies are notorious for making their interns do menial tasks not relevant to their jobs. And I’m lucky enough to land an internship where I actually use my skills. I think it has to do with the start-up culture. I am left alone with my tasks and I am able to go at my own pace without any pressure. I actually get to apply what I learned in school and I am assigned to big tasks like marketing research and developing marketing strategies. It’s quite exciting!

Relaxed Environment

Again, I think because it’s a start-up and in the music industry, the environment is more lax than usual. I think I can go to work in my pyjamas if I wanted to. I love it because I’m not a big fan of office wear. I’m comfortable and relaxed.

I’m Interning

I went back to school for a postgraduate certificate in digital marketing and I’m now interning at a start-up company. So far, the experience has been good. My boss has been accommodating and already paid for my Social Marketing Certification from Hootsuite. Which was surprising! I didn’t expect him to invest in me at all considering I’m only an intern. Here’s to hoping that I will actually blow him away with my ideas.

I’ve been really busy trying to build my own portfolio and getting more experience out there. I’m hoping to learn more from this internship and gain something from it in the end as well. The creative industry is very competitive and if I keep complaining about how it’s hard to get a job, then I will never get a job. I just have to #hustle.

Cross your fingers. Also, prayers are appreciated as well.

Also, can you believe how fast May went? I’m actually scared.

Lol.

The Failure of a Man

I don’t understand the mind of a cheater. How can a man promise marriage to a woman and break it so easily without looking back? No remorse, no regrets. It pains me to think about the woman whose life broke so quickly. There was no indication of strain in their relationship. They were happy. They were engaged. And yet, in a blink of an eye, the man turned his back away from the woman like she was garbage waiting to be thrown. But she was not garbage. She was gold. He threw away something of high value and replaced it with a used dish rag. No respect for the woman at all. I only know that karma will strike the man and that the woman did not lose him; he lost her.

One day, the woman will realize that the man was a monster all along. One day, she will shake her head and laugh. One day, she will finally understand why the heavens steered her to another direction. One day, she will heal.

In An Alternate Universe

If I lived in a fairy tale, this would have been our story:

We met at a market in Agrabah, on an unusual day where a pretentious Prince Ali paraded the most exotic of animals for a certain Princess Jasmine. The perfect moment came when I pushed through the throngs of people to satiate my desperate need of water. Parched and ready to die under the Moroccan sun, I spotted the lone ice cold bottle of water and reached for it. Like fate, a beautiful set of manly hands also grabbed the bottle and we touched, hand to hand, skin to skin. I don’t know if the fireworks I saw were the ostentatious display from the parade, or my heart dancing and cartwheeling when our eyes met. His eyelashes longer than vines captured me in a trance and I smiled and he smiled, also. And just like that, the moment Prince Ali fell for Princess Jasmine, was also the moment our lives intertwined. We fell in love and it brought us to a whole new world. The end.

But this is not our story and while I could write whatever I want about our love life, we started our story in the simplest of ways and I could never have asked for a better version. By God’s will and my friend’s “shipping” powers, we fell in love and began writing the most beautiful love story there is.

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone. Make good choices.

 

The fear that I passed on to you

Without even meaning to, I handed over my fear to you.

And you took it willingly

 

My sorrows, my burdens,  my worries

You shared with me.

No.

You took it away from me.

So I don’t fight alone.

 

How scared you must have been

when my fear crept in.

 

Engulfed by my nightmares,

Strangled by my demons.

Bound by inescapable misery

of darkness and self-loathing.

 

But your light shone through

Like a new morning after a raging storm.

 

The fear that I passed on to you

did not break you.

 

 

 

 

The Start of Something New

Borrowing from one of High School Musical’s hit songs, 2017 could be the “Start of Something New”.

If there is something I have learned in 2016, it is that the past cannot be undone. The what ifs and the what could have been remain the same – unanswered questions. I do not wish to carry my regrets. Instead, I want to mold myself in it and learn from it. I want to take all the mistakes, the missed opportunities, and the bad decisions with me and start something new. Because these regrets are not meant to be forgotten. They are meant to make me better; they are meant to teach me a lesson. Dwelling in the past creates unnecessary negativity. And I no longer live for that.

I will continue to learn and accept that I can’t always steer my life in the direction that I want. I simply need to flow in my current state of life and work from there. Whatever timeline I have set for myself will always change and that’s okay. Sometimes, change is good. Everything will not go according to plan. And that’s okay because there will be new beginnings.

2017 will be the start of many. And I will start it today with positivity.

Happy New Year!