Reflection

January 31, 2008.
The opening ceremony of Newtech Data Centre.
The first Data Centre to call our own.

However, I am not as happy as I thought I would be.


To begin with, I am very proud to announce that I am the core organizer of the whole event, with decisions made by my manager of course.

I was looking forward to this day for the past 2 weeks, but when the function was over, I felt lost and emotional...

The entire process was very tedious. From searching for fresh-and-cheap quotations for the opening-ceremony part, the lion dance and caterer to begging the vendors for sponsorships. Negotiation was never my style... As a marketer, I would want the event to be a big thing, with everyone bringing unique memories/experiences back with them. Something that will create an impact. But the rah rah stuff needs money and I have budgets to keep to. I give so little but I want so much. How? I learnt to settle with the best that little can bring. I am lucky that the people I work with this time are pretty friendly and nice.

Then I had to ask for sponsorships...:( Knowing me, I am such a thin-skinned person, HOW to ask??? I can only say I am still not good at this even after this event. I totally hate this task. Haha!

In addition, I did up a presentation which all the big shots seemed pretty pleased with. However, I did it with reference to another presentation. I didn't copy entirely but I got some ideas from there. I feel that even though my current company doesn't have a marketing department, someone senior for me to learn from, I am still learning through the world-wide-web and self-discoveries.


And so... the day arrives.

I was feeling very excited and nervous. I like being the one behind-the-scenes. It gave me a sense of satisfaction when all the set-ups were done. Although some were not as what I have expected them to be and there were a few screw-ups here and there, it was generally fine.

I tried to do some PR but I think I failed terribly. I JUST cannot communicate with Caucasians. I didn't understand their jokes and even when I say something, I feel I am talking nonsense and it's such a bore to talk to me. Sigh... I've always wanted to be very professional but everytime when I'm excited or nervous, my pitch increases and I don't sound pro AT ALL. I always lose myself during those times... Sigh...


Ok... I'm exhausted after the event. I am going to bed.

Tata!