Time flies when you're working, eh? Especially for newbies like me who found it hard to juggle between work and personal time. It's like... spending almost the whole day at office and come home to eat, bath, do a bit of stuffs for awhile and it's time for bed. Weekends... they fly away too fast - gone in a blink of the eye. Hmm, I still need time to get used to it.
For the uninitiated, yours truly here is currently exploring a brand new chapter of life; I am an intern in a PR firm in PJ and will be here for three months. It's the end of my second week here and I'm still enjoying every bit of it. It's a fresh and whole new experience that would certainly be of high value to me, especially when I enter the job market in the near future.
Everything's good so far. The company isn't a big one and hence the unquestionable bond between all staff. They are a bunch of nice people who are crazy when they joke but damn professional when it comes to work. The best part? Their willingness to teach had me learning lots of things every single day; my direct supervisor especially - the way he imparts his knowledge is not tell-and-do but asking back questions that make you think and once you get it, you'll know what went wrong or what's the right/better thing to do.
The organization culture is a pleasant one. Even as an intern, I do not feel insignificant. My bosses and colleagues have allowed me to do real, hands-on things (instead of stuffs normally done by the cleaner, office lady or admin people) related to my field of study. My supervisor has told all my colleagues to involve me is as many meetings/events/functions/whatsoever as they could to maximize my exposure throughout my attachment. How nice is that!
On my first day itself, I was brought to an ad agency for a brainstorming meeting with the top guns for a pitch we're collaborating. I had a precious lesson of writing real press releases (not those designed for exam purposes one) on my second day. And I ended my first week of internship by driving all the way to an unknown place, depending solely on my GPS device for directions, for a pitch presentation, experiencing my first traffic jam in the Klang Valley on the way back.
As for this week, the highlight was the event I attended as a "PR person" yesterday. Had the chance to be in touch with people from the media industry. But since I was new, my role was more subtle, like a helper to my colleagues who were there. While being busy doing the necessary, they still did not forget to explain to me what they are doing or must do and the rationale behind everything besides introducing me to the people they know.
I began working on not one but several projects since my first day (how wow is that? :P). All that, excluding some mandatory daily jobs like media monitoring and others. And oh, being the only Chinese-literate person in the office, I had to read almost all the Chinese dailies in West Malaysia. I never read and have never liked reading Chinese papers my whole life but this is what I do everyday now. LOL.
My bosses, supervisor and colleagues are a fun bunch to play with. My supervisor kept asking me to go home after 6pm (our office hours are 9am to 6pm). He told me to enjoy life and not spoil the market by asking for work to do at 6.20pm. He said that I won't be going home so late (I normally leave at 7-7.30pm to avoid the traffic jam) if I had a boyfriend and told me to get one. LOL. And oh, he said that I'm stuck in Kampar for too long; on my first day there, he told me to take a photo of myself and another one three months later to see my "transformation" *lol*.
Working life made me a healthy person with regular sleeping hours and meal times. I was so so tired after work on the first two days that I couldn't even eat much for dinner. But now I'm starting to get used to the pace that I have at least an hour or two to myself before I hit the sack every night.
And that's about all for my life thus far. It has been an eye-opener and a meaningful stint and I'm positive that it will stay that way for the remaining 11 weeks. =)
p/s: The camera is with dad so I suppose the record of my journey as an intern will be less pictorial... =/
For the uninitiated, yours truly here is currently exploring a brand new chapter of life; I am an intern in a PR firm in PJ and will be here for three months. It's the end of my second week here and I'm still enjoying every bit of it. It's a fresh and whole new experience that would certainly be of high value to me, especially when I enter the job market in the near future.
Everything's good so far. The company isn't a big one and hence the unquestionable bond between all staff. They are a bunch of nice people who are crazy when they joke but damn professional when it comes to work. The best part? Their willingness to teach had me learning lots of things every single day; my direct supervisor especially - the way he imparts his knowledge is not tell-and-do but asking back questions that make you think and once you get it, you'll know what went wrong or what's the right/better thing to do.
The organization culture is a pleasant one. Even as an intern, I do not feel insignificant. My bosses and colleagues have allowed me to do real, hands-on things (instead of stuffs normally done by the cleaner, office lady or admin people) related to my field of study. My supervisor has told all my colleagues to involve me is as many meetings/events/functions/whatsoever as they could to maximize my exposure throughout my attachment. How nice is that!
On my first day itself, I was brought to an ad agency for a brainstorming meeting with the top guns for a pitch we're collaborating. I had a precious lesson of writing real press releases (not those designed for exam purposes one) on my second day. And I ended my first week of internship by driving all the way to an unknown place, depending solely on my GPS device for directions, for a pitch presentation, experiencing my first traffic jam in the Klang Valley on the way back.
As for this week, the highlight was the event I attended as a "PR person" yesterday. Had the chance to be in touch with people from the media industry. But since I was new, my role was more subtle, like a helper to my colleagues who were there. While being busy doing the necessary, they still did not forget to explain to me what they are doing or must do and the rationale behind everything besides introducing me to the people they know.
I began working on not one but several projects since my first day (how wow is that? :P). All that, excluding some mandatory daily jobs like media monitoring and others. And oh, being the only Chinese-literate person in the office, I had to read almost all the Chinese dailies in West Malaysia. I never read and have never liked reading Chinese papers my whole life but this is what I do everyday now. LOL.
My bosses, supervisor and colleagues are a fun bunch to play with. My supervisor kept asking me to go home after 6pm (our office hours are 9am to 6pm). He told me to enjoy life and not spoil the market by asking for work to do at 6.20pm. He said that I won't be going home so late (I normally leave at 7-7.30pm to avoid the traffic jam) if I had a boyfriend and told me to get one. LOL. And oh, he said that I'm stuck in Kampar for too long; on my first day there, he told me to take a photo of myself and another one three months later to see my "transformation" *lol*.
Working life made me a healthy person with regular sleeping hours and meal times. I was so so tired after work on the first two days that I couldn't even eat much for dinner. But now I'm starting to get used to the pace that I have at least an hour or two to myself before I hit the sack every night.
And that's about all for my life thus far. It has been an eye-opener and a meaningful stint and I'm positive that it will stay that way for the remaining 11 weeks. =)
p/s: The camera is with dad so I suppose the record of my journey as an intern will be less pictorial... =/
3 comments:
I think one day you might not like this whole idea of working with regular hours anymore. School time is still the best. :p
eh i'm amazed u can always write sooooooooooooooooooooo long. teach me how cos mine getting shorter and shorter! HAHAHA! sometimes dont even know wat to write so jus let the pics do the toking!
happy intern! HAHA.
Tekkaus: Haha, we shall see... :P
kyh: I can write so long because I cheong hei... LOL. Pictures do the talking good mah, since a picture paints a thousand words. HAHAHA.
Eh your internship how liao?
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