overcast and stormy with a cough and poofy eyes
it's 6pm and im here at my desk, suddenly clean of the piles of papers and books that once adorned it. 5 months and 8 days have passed and now it's time to leave. SPH has been good to me.. it's provided me with opportunities both vast and great, and has molded me into a better, more responsible, more knowledgeable person.
i just went to see 'big boss' ivan. he's not a dominating man in appearance but he exudes this firm calm that intimidates and demands respect. i've never spoken to him before. i didn't even know where his office was! but he invited me for a chat, so i went. we talked about all sorts of random things, i think i was slightly nervous or something because i just kept rambling and going completely off-tangent time and again. but he said more than once that i have talent, that i've been exceptional, that ive left my mark and ive contributed much to the paper. it was really quite something hearing all this from the big man himself. he told me that i have an instinct for writing that will get me far. after about a half hour, he shook my hand and wished me the best. before leaving tho, he said this:
"trust your instinct. it's underrated, but it's the most powerful tool you have."
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