I’m A Big Girl Now
April 7, 2007
I'm lazy. I slack and I procrastinate. I get the job done, though almost always inevitably late. And the worst thing is, I always feel like I deserve more, that I should earn more, and should have a more dignified job title. I'm that shamelessly lazy, and though I never used to admit that in the past, I'm admitting it now, in my new effort to take stock of my life. Clichéd as it may sound, I really want to be a better person. I want to start focusing my energy into something that doesn't involve sex and inappropriate men for a change. My friends would roll their eyes if they read this and for good reason. I've had this bouts of reform ideas before, and they usually last a couple of days on average. But I'm 25 now. I'm not getting any younger, and I feel like I'm chasing my tail around in circles. So, for the past few weeks, I've been doubling my efforts at being an adult. I find myself in the office more and more often now. I even come in on my days off. I've clocked in hours and hours of overtime to catch up on my work and earn those precious extra pesos so I can pay off my credit cards faster. I finally bought insurance. Though I still travel as much as I can, I have cut corners in some of my usual senseless expenses. I'm even taking my writing more seriously. Since I pretty much realized its something that I do often enough, I figured why not start earning from it? I needed the extra income, and it would officially make me a professional. I imagined myself saying, "Hi, I'm Iris. I'm a writer." and I got the chills. So, I networked. I met this fabulous girl, Chin, in Multiply (She's awesome and I've become a huge fan of hers.) and worked up the courage to ask her for tips on how to get freelance work. She showed me where to start and got me on the right direction, so now I have a part-time job. I practically had to beg my new boss to let me start small, just 2-3 articles a day, and she was kind enough to let me. I've barely even started, and I could already feel the pressure of meeting deadlines and writing about things I absolutely know nothing about. I can't imagine how I could do 6 articles in a day, which is what would be required of me in a couple of weeks. But strangely enough, I've never felt so alive. And nothing could have prepared me for what I felt when I finished my first ever article. There are no words to describe it. This week I've barely sleept four hours each day. I'm tired and cranky as hell. I've got QA work to do and articles to finish. But I'm not complaining. For the first time in my entire life, I know I'm finally growing up.
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Posted by HOLLOWAYRosalyn23 at September 11, 2010, 9:16 am
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I’ve no issue with “fabulous,” but I prefer “girl” to “lady.” Haha. Are you writing for Roue, now?
Posted by Chin at April 7, 2007, 7:41 pm