NO LIFE, I HAVE NO LIFE...
i was reading again the Vogue December 2006 article on La Fallaci (Oriana Fallaci) and the similarities in her and the article author's (janine di giovanni) lives. they both were feisty female journalists who eschewed personal life for journalistic excellence. la fallaci died without a child nor a husband (her lover died tragically in some car accident) but di giovanni opted to take the opposite direction -- she left baghdad and decided leave her life as a war correspondent to have a life. after years covering conflicts, she realized that her work has eaten up her entire life and she didn't have any life to speak of.
i am far from being a celebrated journalist but i can relate to the part there that my work is eating into my life. i don't see my friends anymore because i am too tired to do so. the rare moments i get to hang out socially is when i am with my sisters and cousin. Other Half and i couldn't take our annual vacation because of my tight schedule.
i don't know if i am being exploited already. i do a lot of special reports left and right on top of my daily spot reporting without extra pay. problema kasi there is no way you can say no to a boss. i don't know how my other colleagues manage to go out and have fun but it seems like they can. maybe because their employers are not as demanding as mine. sometimes i envy them.
but then again i don't want to be mediocre.
i guess that fuels me to be a workaholic, as crystal told me many times. i am a workaholic. i don't want to be just a run of the mill whatever.
but then again, i am trading quality of life for a name.
i am already tired and freaking out.
but who says being a practitioner is a walk in the park? i need help.
i am far from being a celebrated journalist but i can relate to the part there that my work is eating into my life. i don't see my friends anymore because i am too tired to do so. the rare moments i get to hang out socially is when i am with my sisters and cousin. Other Half and i couldn't take our annual vacation because of my tight schedule.
i don't know if i am being exploited already. i do a lot of special reports left and right on top of my daily spot reporting without extra pay. problema kasi there is no way you can say no to a boss. i don't know how my other colleagues manage to go out and have fun but it seems like they can. maybe because their employers are not as demanding as mine. sometimes i envy them.
but then again i don't want to be mediocre.
i guess that fuels me to be a workaholic, as crystal told me many times. i am a workaholic. i don't want to be just a run of the mill whatever.
but then again, i am trading quality of life for a name.
i am already tired and freaking out.
but who says being a practitioner is a walk in the park? i need help.
