Ferocious Intensity

I've always wanted an interesting job and even a life that would allow me to meet people from all walks of life. People is an interesting issue and a good key of motivation. If I'm not working for and working with people, I don't quite know what working is all about.

That was probably why I chose to do literature and then mass communication. Then, I jumped upon the chance to intern at a production company that supports international production locally.

Thanks to a friend's help, I got my first official job at a local college as a Marcom Executive. I met State Excos, datin's, critiques, chefs, professionals, students, lecturers, press members and sales personnel.

Hmm, I think I'm meeting interesting people now. How about getting emotional for a start? You feel blood rushing up your face, you feel scare like as if you've just seen a ghost, you feel heart pumping so fast like it was going to pop out of your body, you feel indescribable and mostly you feel sorry for the person...

Except for a roller coaster ride, I don't recall having feelings like that - intense - until the day I met "some interesting people". Caught in a situation where you cannot rebuke, rebel or even raise your voice. Possibly the only thing you can do is to consent and to be patient until you cannot take it anymore.

That's probably something I read from novels but to experience it first hand in life, it's really interesting. Like as if I'm living in the movie called Inkheart.

For now, I'd just laugh it off as an eye opening experience.

Going for my Benjamin Button tonight instead.