Monday, October 25, 2010

Ink on my Index

I've been wanting to write about my work life, my job experiences and whatnot. It's understandable that I'd like to share given that it's my first job outside of my comfort zone. But! Sometimes I just don't feel like talking about work. This goes especially for days that I don't have to work.

However, to indulge myself in some sort of documentary, I would just like to let myself (and my readers) know that work is fine. It will take a lot of adjustments and getting used to, a lot of stepping up and memory exercises, but I know things will turn out okay.

There are some days that I feel like a college student with a deadline looming ahead for a major paper, robbing me of sleep due to an ongoing internal struggle between wanting to stay in bed and researching for it (if you were able to follow what I meant to describe, yes). On other days I feel like a college student who just finished all her finals -- this translates to me being able to get all the things on my "to-do" folder done and off my desk.

Working in the energy industry, I have to admit, is another kind of nosebleed. It's somewhat akin to my first complicated lecture of organic chemistry slash physics slash all my philosophy classes rolled together in one. Faced with so many facts and jargon, it's hard to keep up. My brain sometimes calls out an unwilling scream to digest everything in. There's the forever present temptation to just shut everything out. And yet I persevere. I will have to persevere. I like the perks of this job, that as long as it doesn't rob me of my life I shall remain in its service. I just have to constantly remind myself to become a sponge -- a sponge that absorbs everything whether I understand or not what it is at the moment. This is good training. Yes, this is good training.

I can do this. Besides, I like my co-workers.

On another note, I participated in the SK Elections today. Hence the title. Note to self, I should get to know more about the government. I don't even know what a kagawad is supposed to do.

With assurances of our high esteem and warm regards.



Very truly yours,



ANEKA CRISOSTOMO
Senior Administrative Assistant
to the Chief of Staff

Monday, August 23, 2010

ACRONYMS

I'd blog about my first day of work but I'm so tired and embarrassed for our country, given the hostage situation that took place today, that I'm leaving it to next time.

In addition to the acronyms I've learned today, here's something I got from my twitter feed: SWAT = Sige Wait Abang Tayo

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Friday Staff Meeting

Here I am in the early morning, waiting for my body to declare that it's time to sleep. I know I have to get to bed. However, I am not sleepy yet. Cue my dad's voice saying it's just a matter of lying down and closing your eyes. Nope, not for me though. I end up rolling in bed, frustrated and agitated. I feel that I have to tire myself out first, before I can actually get to bed. If not my entire body, at least my eyes. So here I am clacking away at my keyboard, lights off, waiting for my zeitgeber to kick in. Looks like my clock is terribly off its timing.

In a few days time I'll be losing my privilege of waking up late mornings and staying up late nights on a whim. I will be employed, rather than self-employed, and will have to churn in rhythm with the rest of the world. I can't be doing what I'm doing now, knowing I'll have to be beating the sun to his rising. I can feel a subtle nervousness creeping around my bones. I'm not quite sure of what to expect. Why is this? Maybe it's because I didn't find this job, in truth, the job found me (and I am super duper grateful for this, since they're holding the position for me as I tie up my lose ends). Yet as I say this, I am not really worried about what I'll be doing. Rather, I'm worried about what I should be wearing. My closet barely holds any business/corporate outfits!

Things to ribbon before Monday, the 23rd:
1) Brightminds Tutorials
2) ACET review sessions for the English subject
3) Firefly Brigade posters/banners/designs/etc.
4) My office wardrobe
5) My DOE vocabulary

Whoever thought I'd be a government employee?
P.S. Staff meeting tomorrow!!!