Romance of the Clouds: Trinidad & Tobagans in a Toga
Monday, April 23, 2007
Pejam celik pejam celik, three weeks have passed, just like that. It is obvious that I was referring to my time here as an intern at The Star. While it remains arguable whether my style of writing have improved, it would nevertheless be an understatement to say that this stint has been one of substance so far. Yes, although our department spend endless hours daily on the telly (Oprah, Simpsons, Idol, etc), chatting on msn, fooling around with umbrellas and munching on free snacks, we interns do gain valuable knowledge and experience in between.

The three interns have so far gone through press conferences, fashion shows, gigs, celebrity interviews, movie screenings and so much more. We experienced more than just jitters and butterflies in those situations. Last Saturday, for instance, the two girls (Syar and Josephine) got chased by two rempits in Pudu who wanted to give them "a ride". Luckily there was a taxi nearby that they could rush to for cover. Where they nearly fell to the hands of urban scums, yours truly went down in a less dramatic way; influenza. I initially fought all I could without any medical attention whatsoever, as I barely had time to squeeze in between my multiple assignments. However, the final straw was on thursday evening (after my interview with VJ Denise) when I could barely speak a word and my physical health succumbed to the virus that has taken the mightiest of men.

So the first blood was drawn when I was forced to take an MC last Friday. The next chapter promises to be much tougher and uncompromising, as we brace ourselves to be shifted to Omerta Department. There's a few points worth taking note of here. Firstly, the people in Omerta are allegedly dull and lifeless, way off the mark compared to the beautiful folks here at R.AGE. On top of that, the workload of Omerta could easily rip the head of your most hardworking donkey. Articles are due a lot faster, travelling out is more common than roti canai at Raju's and fun is welcomed with as much enthusiasm as spring cleaning day. The final quirk would be that Interns Inc. would be no more, as each of us are going to be sent there on different weeks INDIVIDUALLY.

I guess not everything could go your way after all. But to be fair to everyone, the time is not even here, how could I simply judge what I don't actually know for a fact? So til I actually face that situation head-on, it would not make much sense for me to go on ranting as it probably won't be that bad of an experience after all. Nevertheless, I would keep my eyes open and fly close as I await to face yet another day at THE INTERN'S OFFICE *insert The Apprentice/Amazing Race/What's-His-Face Reality Show style dramatic end theme here*

Kirana signed off at 7:34 PM
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