dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh..

ok it's nearing christmas, meaning new year's looming closer..
i dono la, every time i have the urge to write there'll just be an episode of Grey's Anatomy or Desperate Housewives to watch- great big distractions (but ones that i welcome most graciously, haha) but anyways. after that hormonally charged breakdown the other night, things just sort of started to fall into place.

i know i've never mentioned about how much i hated (and still do, sometimes) going to work. fine, it's the agency of the year, blah blah blah. but the environment is so cold and sterile. everytime i bother making any effort to gel in they'd just push me away. it's been
two months, and i can very well clearly remember with KLue, after two months i felt right at home. i hate feeling disconnected from everyone else - and it's really hard when they've all made stereotype judgements about me (an art director feigned genuine surprise when i mentioned my favourite band. he goes, "wah.. i thought you listen to raihan!") uh. right. not that i feel insulted or anything, but being the small hearted person that i am it's a bitter pill to swallow. especially it isn't just one person but a substantial number who talk to me like i'm a rung lower than they are.

i hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, ABSOLUTELY HATE IT.
which is why i didn't really feel like going to the company party last night. but i did, and it was fine. everyone was nice. i had a rather decent time. hummmmmmm. i also had my first two recordings over at add audio last week, they were rather daunting at first but i'm glad some people were really helpful.

went over to laundry for the Junk Garage Video Workshop earlier. speaking of Junk, i am so freaking mad at this one writer who totally ripped off my review of the crossborders gig from the KLue blog, and rehashed it as her own and it got published in Issue #2. i don't care if people say imitation is the best form of flattery... that's just plagiarism! ughhhhh. i haven't told adlin... i don't know if i should. but i do want to tell him that if his contributors were just going to rip other people's articles and present them as their own, then I MIGHT AS WELL BLOODY WRITE for Junk. So there. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. ok it's almost 2.15 and i am ranting like nobody's business. esok merengkot la nak bangun pagi gi keje. demit. another long week, and i haven't even been paid a single cent yet.

good night suckers.