Work

Finally, my prof. & I put everything together for Voices. From photo captions to headlines to text layout.
It was a grueling 6 hour working affair over emails. Me, my prof & the designers from the printing company.
It should be out probably next week.
My year stint as editor is coming to an end though with only two issues to boot, there was never a second of regret for being part of the Trainee Teachers' club.
When I came in, I had zilch knowledge of how things work outside my normal Malay organization that I've been working with.

But I realized had I not taken up my junior's offer to try out for this position (I recalled 'selling' myself in front of the other committee members), I would never have experience enjoyable working moments with people from different programs nor would I have the chance to exchange & explore ideas with my professor adviser and the opportunity to befriend the great people at NIE, working behind every event.

The foundation program people who helped me get through administrative work that I so loathe.
The emails I've sent to fellow contributors & me learning the art of 'chasing people'.
The crazy president who jokes & try to be serious at the same time - Shere, my great guy friend.

And truth is, had I not decide to commit myself to this club, I'd never get to know the man.

I love my work & I'm still chasing my dream - to start on Malay youth development programs one day.
And its a double bonus to have the man cheering me on. Though knowing the race to my dream may not promise a smooth journey, I'll take the risk and embrace new challenges.

Try. That's my new favorite word.