YAY to New Adventures and Old Memories!

Since yesterday onwards, I am officially a graduate worker! I know that there isn't such a thing, but successfully ending and completing my first job seems pretty victorious on my end. All in all, I really liked working in the weird world of publishing. I learnt a lot of stuff and I was blessed enough to meet interesting people and do a lot of odd jobs (e.g. interview 11 ambassadors & Tiara Jacquelina - who was awesome btw, scrubbed up into an OT and chase many people at KLIA). Also, because of my job I also landed my dream job! Writing for Seventeen Magazine :)

The photoshoot day was long with all the makeup, hair and posing. But at the end of the day, I couldn't ask for a better day. Look out for the October Issue for my articles on body confidence and female activists! :) For my permanent job however, one of the most memorable instances have to be narrowed down to two - interviewing session with the Kuwait ambassador where me and photographer friend, Aru were lavished with a 3-course meal on Kuwaiti food, and the running-around at KLIA where we bumped into who other than, JB and Selena Gomez. Gosh, good times. My favourite articles which I wrote however would have to be the article on sex trafficking, kenya and my first ever cover story (which had to be heavily edited afterwards) about London. The Hari Raya story was also a good one but it was soooo loong that it felt like a disease that wouldn't die (if diseases die that is. haha).

I can't describe how rewarding it is when you see your own words published on paper :)

However, my colleagues wouldn't let me forget my peculiar misuse of words which are embarrassing but I'll jot it down anyway:

1. Incense sticks ----- incest sticks (why Ayne, why??)
2. Beauty rituals ----- body rituals (self explanatory)
3. The use of continence when it was supposed to be incontinence (doctor FAIL moment)

So yes, I have loved my short yet memorable stint in the media business. So much so I felt really heavy hearted when I had to say goodbye to it yesterday. My bosses were convincing me to give up medicine so that they could keep me, but I managed to not fall for that, thankfully :). They were my first bosses and I do owe them a lot! My colleagues treated my to iftar and they bought me presents too as a farewell send off. My editors also literally walked me to the elevator to bid their goodbyes. I couldn't ask for a more lively group of people to work with. Alhamdulillah :)

Thus, closing that chapter of my life, where to now? Finishing fasting, Raya, packing then London. All set for the next adventure I guess. I pray that it would be as memorable and happy as what I have left behind here. For life is not measured by how many breaths you take, but how many times it takes your breath away. Till next time, Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin! God bless! :)