No. 01 · Internship Life
One Day in RaazMD, Somewhere Between Tea and Deadlines 🦖
I like to believe my day starts at 7. In reality, it starts somewhere between 7 and "okay fine, I'm awake now." First thing is tea. Always.
I like to believe my day starts at 7. In reality, it starts somewhere between 7 and "okay fine, I'm awake now." First thing is tea. Always.
I like to believe my day starts at 7. In reality, it starts somewhere between 7 and "okay fine, I'm awake now."
First thing is tea. Always. Around 7:30. It's less of a habit and more of a system requirement at this point. Without it, nothing really boots up properly.
Mornings are a bit inconsistent, honestly. Some days I eat breakfast at home like a responsible person. Other days… I just don't have the energy. On those days, I either grab something on the way to the metro or just accept my fate and leave hungry.
By 9:15, I'm out. Slightly rushed, slightly late, but still within acceptable limits.
The walk to the metro is where my brain starts doing its thing. Music is already playing. It's always playing. I don't think I've designed anything in silence in a very long time. Walking + music = thinking mode unlocked.
Sometimes I'm thinking about work. Sometimes about random ideas. Sometimes I'm just walking with dramatic background music like I'm the main character in a very low-budget film.
I reach the office around 10.
10:30 is stand-up. Quick, simple, no drama. Just what we did, what we're doing, what exists, what doesn't.
Now here's the thing.
If I didn't eat anything in the morning, this is the moment where my body starts negotiating aggressively. Like, suddenly nothing matters except food.
So either I've already survived on something from the road… or I look at my colleagues and it's kind of an unspoken agreement.
"Yeah, we should go eat."
And I go with them. Immediately. No hesitation. Survival first, design later.
Work starts properly after that.
I can't really go into full detail about everything we do, but it's a sexual health startup, which makes things interesting in a way I didn't expect. A lot of it is about how you communicate things clearly without making it awkward or clinical or boring.
Design actually matters a lot more here than I thought it would.
But the bigger thing is the people.
I've been thinking about this a lot. I'm learning from everyone. Not in a big, dramatic "mentor changed my life" way. It's smaller than that. Someone's workflow. Someone's feedback style. Someone's way of thinking about users.
It's like collecting small pieces from everyone and slowly building your own version of how to work.
And weirdly, there's no one I feel like I can't learn from. That's… rare, I think.
Somewhere in between, lunch happens.
There's no strict timing. It just appears when it needs to. Sometimes it's a proper break, sometimes it's quick, sometimes it turns into random conversations that go way off track.
Then back to work again.
Designing, adjusting, overthinking, fixing, undoing, redoing.
If I get stuck, I walk. A lot. I can't sit still and think at the same time. So I just move around like a slightly confused but determined design dinosaur trying to solve layout problems 🦖
Music is still playing, by the way. Always.
Around 6:30, we have another check-in.
It's more of a wrap-up. What got done, what didn't, what exists in a half-finished state.
After that, I finish whatever is left, mentally close all the open tabs in my head, and leave.
I reach home around 7:30 or 8.
That shift from work to home feels… nice. Quiet in a different way.
I talk to my parents, just normal conversations. Then dinner.
After that, I play games with friends, talk to people, just exist online for a bit.
And then comes my "me time."
This part is very unstructured. I just… drift.
Scrolling Instagram, watching YouTube, sometimes anime, sometimes a random show, sometimes just lying there with music playing and doing absolutely nothing. It's not planned. It's not productive. It just happens.
And I think I need that.
Sleep, however… is a different story.
Never on time.
It's always "just 10 more minutes," which somehow turns into a whole extra hour. Or two.
In fact, I'm writing this at 3:57 AM. I have to wake up at 7.
So yeah, today will probably start the same way. Slightly tired, slightly chaotic, tea will fix everything (hopefully), and the cycle continues.
If I had to describe the whole day, it's not perfect. It's not overly productive every second.
It's just a mix of routines, randomness, small learning moments, music constantly playing in the background, and trying to figure things out one day at a time.
Somewhere between tea, deadlines… and very questionable sleep decisions, it all kind of works.
So yeah, today will probably be the same. 🦖