We worked on The Scholastican's second issue and from that moment, I felt the pressures of being the next Editor-in-Chief. Honestly, I haven't told anyone that I am taking over the publication...except, of course, my high school barkada. Hell, I haven't even told my parents or my brothers yet! The thing is...the more that I think about it, the more anxious I am to step up and be the EIC. And the more people who know about my being the EIC mean the more realistic it is becoming.
Lei and I had "the talk." I told Lei that since the time she told me she was resigning, I wasn't able to sleep; I felt the heavy burden. I told her how I unprepared I was for the position. She told me that neither was she when she became the EIC.
How I wish I could have said "no" to Ms. Wowie when she asked me in front of the Editorial Board if I'd accept the responsibilities passed on to me by Lei. As much as I was tempted to, I couldn't possibly do it. I love this publication too much to let it down and disappoint my fellow editors. I don't have it in me to just quit on something that I consider to be a part of my life. That's not just how I work. I still believe that there are things that can be done to fix whatever needs to be fixed.
I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel angry when Lei decided to resign. Of course, I felt the momentary frustration, the short-lived rage. I wanted to be mad, more so, stay mad. But I simply couldn't do it.
I don't know. Until now, I'm still having a surge of mixed emotions. It's kind of confusing to think about it too much...so I try not to dwell on it the whole day.
Boy, this is a good way to start the day. A blog on my fear of stepping up. Whoopee...what a way to go. If only I could end it on a good note. I just hope this feeling of despair would not last any longer.
Oh gosh...how I wish there was a certain somebody who could cheer me up. If only I could get a "hi" or a "hello" from...then maybe I'd forget about this whole thing...
...even for just a little while.
Lei and I had "the talk." I told Lei that since the time she told me she was resigning, I wasn't able to sleep; I felt the heavy burden. I told her how I unprepared I was for the position. She told me that neither was she when she became the EIC.
How I wish I could have said "no" to Ms. Wowie when she asked me in front of the Editorial Board if I'd accept the responsibilities passed on to me by Lei. As much as I was tempted to, I couldn't possibly do it. I love this publication too much to let it down and disappoint my fellow editors. I don't have it in me to just quit on something that I consider to be a part of my life. That's not just how I work. I still believe that there are things that can be done to fix whatever needs to be fixed.
I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel angry when Lei decided to resign. Of course, I felt the momentary frustration, the short-lived rage. I wanted to be mad, more so, stay mad. But I simply couldn't do it.
I don't know. Until now, I'm still having a surge of mixed emotions. It's kind of confusing to think about it too much...so I try not to dwell on it the whole day.
Boy, this is a good way to start the day. A blog on my fear of stepping up. Whoopee...what a way to go. If only I could end it on a good note. I just hope this feeling of despair would not last any longer.
Oh gosh...how I wish there was a certain somebody who could cheer me up. If only I could get a "hi" or a "hello" from...then maybe I'd forget about this whole thing...
...even for just a little while.
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