Disgusted.

Howdy!

Hi there! My name is Xxxx. I am XX years old this year; from XX.

You look so cute and sexy in the pics. I can't take my eyes off your pics.

I would like to be your friend. Hope you are interested too.

Please reply my message and add me: xxyy@xxyy.com

I got this message on friendster and it sent a chill down my spine. Yucks! Siao!! Don't make me scold you like I did to my client hor!

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Boss didn't give us an earful today as I thought. Instead, they presented us with a slight good news. Not pay rise, not increased bonus. They're hiring an Account Co-ordinator (Part-time) to help us out. If all goes well, they'd hire a full-time co-ordinator. It'll definitely lighten our workload.

I feel slightly better at work today though there were stressful time (when the ad cannot be transmitted due to unknown technical error). MRT campaign has come to an end. We're waiting for installation tomorrow. Phew! The exhibiton is starting soon, I cannot wait as we'll be stationed on-site.

Life's getting better (I hope). I also hope to get into the momentum.

Thank, cellmate for your encouragement though it's only a little "jia you, jia you."

The Hellish Week and The Heavenly Weekend.

I had a bad week. Bad, bad, bad. So bad I am ready to go. Yes, no kidding. But boss might give me the news soon but I am still ready to go. This place is really not a place for normal human being. Go, by all means, only if you're a workaholic and a physotic retard.

'Nuff about the week. I had a nice weekend though it started off in office doing shitty job for the stupid client. Went for blading lesson and it was nice...!!! Coach said I'm doing very well, better than normal students because I can complete my course 1 session earlier than planned (four 1-hour lesson). Most people need to extend their lessons. Haha. Maybe I should consider switching to train to be a professional skater.

Blading on Saturday, swimming on Sunday. I feel so healthy!! Woo hoo!! Hahaha. Colleagues j told me she once read or heard from somewhere, "What happened today is only for today. Don't spill it to tomorrow."

Tomorrow, we're getting an earful from bosses. I am even prepared for leaving on the spot. Sighs! Things are bad but let's just enjoy Sunday (or whatever's left of it).

Either You Or Me.

Never in my life I've cursed and swore so much.

Blardy client can go fcuk herself over and over again, I don't care and get run over by a car and left paralysed in the hospital with broken limbs and organs, with disfigured face. Yes, some of you will say I've evil mouth and stuffs. But if you were in my shoes, I'm sure you'd scold better.

I've never met an idiotic retarded female (not lady because she's not fit to be one!) who is so fickle-minded and irritating and nauseating in my life. I really want to assasinate her. Before that, I'd love to step on her face and make sure it's as flat as roti prata, make sure she falls so badly she flattens her nose and boobs and hire someone to rape her. I also wished that her boyfriend walks out on her on her wedding day (if she ever gets married, that is!).

THAT IS HOW ANGRY I WAS AND I AM!

My Godson.

Is located here. This project was the most grueling one because the client was the most troublesome and bothersome idiots. They literally measured every milimeter, down to the last mm. Blast them! And finally, the concept train is out today. It's only my godson because I didn't start the project. It was boss and I took it halfway.

In any case, I am super duper hyper happy when I stepped out of office at 7.45 pm just now. I was already putting on my mini, silent my phone and ready to go meet shum for dinner. I was chuckling and laughing to myself whilst waiting for my mails to be sent out. Colleague j found it amnusing that I kept chuckling and laughing to myself.

Well, I could not contain my excitement because for once in 1.5 months, I could see daylight. Not exactly daylight but the concept is there lah.

Muahahahaha. Wahahahahaha!!

End of Torture Part I.

(Edited at 8:01pm)

Woke up and felt like floating. The world is spinning at a considerably slow speed. I cannot even walk in a straight line. I've never felt THIS tired before. Gosh! Was watching TV and fell asleep unknowingly. I am very tired. Very, very tired. Mentally. This is harder than tired physically.

I don't even know if I should take dinner. At this time? I'd just go bathe and go to bed.

Bye. *Talking gibberish*

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Yesterday, or rather this morning, marked the first part of my torture. The directory has been put to bed and it's now printing in progress. We finished the entire thing at freaking 5.30 am today. The latest that I've clocked. Or, should I say the earliest that I've clocked. In the midst of cursing and swearing with the designer, we managed to pull through.

I'd like to hereby thank my designer (him) for the hard, hard work. It was all our blood and sweat, coupled with my anger and frusfration. *Sheepish smile*. He didn't even had time to sleep whilst I caught some winks on the chair. Thanks, my dear designer.

I cannot say enough and I feel bad because he had to forgo his time with his brother who came from his home country (for the first time) and it happened to be bad experience. Sorry, brother. Haha. And I, had to cancel my appointment with my #1 buddy, shum. So sorry, shum. I promise to make it back to you.

Admist all of us (other designers included, rushing other work) burning midnight oil for the past two months, I think we managed to bond well together. We're all very happy working as a team. Yes, that's the spirit; I say.

I'm truly tired and never expected myself to last that long, till dawn breaks. It just marks part 2 of MMR (in SP with cut6). Shudders. I hope I am not doing this next year.

I will now go and clean up after cooking my lunch. (Look at the time! Lunch?!! Sad.)

Here are a few things that the designer said which we thought it was a good joke.

1. How are we going to bring the Mac down? Take bus ah!!?? *Horrified look on his face*
2. Ya what, (boss' name) so stingy. (It's the straight-face expression that made all of us cracked.)
3. I'm going to queue up for Singapore Idol tomorrow. Good right? I don't waste time; I just go after completting the directory. It's at Toa Payoh HDB Hub only what.

Item 3 was only heard by me because it was mentioned yesterday but I thought that was a good joke because I cannot imagine him going for SI.

I think late nights give birth to lame jokes. To end off, I think this story is somehow apt.

Overly Commercialised Day & A Few Jokes.

It's the overly commercialised day of the year again. Yes, Happy Valentine's Day, my dear ones. It's also Friendship Day so I wish all my dear friends the same, too.

I will be booked for today with my dears. My dear cellmate and meanest. Wahaha! We, the singletons the most eligibles ones are having dinner together to celebrate out social status which we're so proud of. We're going to somewhere in Marina Bay (I cannot remember exact location; can only remember meetup point), with no reservation (because they don't allow; stupid restaurant!). In any case, if we don't get a table, we shall just munch on MacDonalds and walk around the new shopping centre there (cellmate and meanest will get the joke).

"Ah, Valentine's Day. It's crap lah!!" How apt, how apt. The same theory applies to Mother's Day & Father's Day. Why, we only love and wish our loved ones on that particular day? Shower them with exorbitant cliche gifts only on those specific dates? I don't understand. You should love them everysingledayandhoursandminuteandsecondandmilisecond, isn't it?

I'm not being a sour grape here, please! If you think so, so be it. Like I care. This is my personal space and I retain the freedom of speech and expression here. Buzz off if you don't like it.

The Few Jokes
1. I was to sms my blading instructor to inform him of the cancellation of lesson last Friday night. I have 3 entries of the same name on my cell phone but I clearly indicated them. Fingers were too fast and sent to a mutual friend, instead. He replied and we chatted over sms for a while. I was taken aback because my instructor wasn't as friendly as this. Nevertheless, we chatted till I stopped because I was cowing at work. I didn't realize the mistake till I came back and plonked on my bed and still wondered when did the ever-calm-and-cool instructor melted and sent nice SMS. It was 5 hours past the last sms I sent to the mutual friend.

2. I cannot really reveal this joke because if any civil authority were to sway by here, I'd be a dead duck. In any case, it was sheer clumsiness and unexpectedness of the product I bought. Scared the light out of me for a good 2 minutes.

3. I cannot think of the last one though I remembered I did.

It's 1 am and I want to sleep now because tomorrow is another mad, mad day. Work today is surprisingly manageable though towards the end of the day, the listing for the directory killed designer & me.

And Sleeping Is A Waste Of Time.

Looking back on my post yesterday, whoa! It's such a long post. Sorry, readers; for being "lor-soh". Haha!!

I am so dead tired because I was cowing with work till 3.30 this morning. Best thing is I didn't realize it was already THAT early. How ignorance. cellmate would say I'm always oblivion, anyway.

I woke up at 9am to send the weekly update to the boss only to find that I've had so much error in the deadlines stated when I reviewed it again at 12.30pm. Haha! So, I wrote to her again saying there were errors and I must have been too sleepy.

teo asked me to sit back and really think if this is what I want. Well, I didn't sit back, I lied down on the bed. My answer is YES, this is what I want. I know you must be thinking I am crazy to say this but I've evaluated this many a times. Before I join poly for the course and after I graduated and before I join the industry and whilst I am working. =) See, that's many times. Despite them all, I still want to be in this mad mad world.

Because it's a mad mad world, no one knows what's going to happen the next minute. I like the anticipation, I like the surprise, I like the non-conformation way, I like the non-monotonous style. I like.

Oh yes, my Creative Head, e told me something: "Sleeping is a waste of time. Why don't I make use of my sleeping hours to make more money." Whoa, I thought that was cool and didn't agree to that till 2 days ago. But no, I am not turning against my lifelong most loved hobby: sleeping. Perhaps just for the last few days.

After my client's show, I'm going on a well-deserved break and perhaps some shopping treat!

Ok, after saying all these, it's time for me to brush up, have a quick lunch and do my housework. I bought a new mop and am determined to use it today! Hehehe. I'm a household chore freak at times.

To Start Afresh.

My temper has always been bad. Mummy says. I know. Many times. I thought I've mellowed down a lot since schooldays and now working days. Haven't got all that stressed up to my nose yesterday for a longgggg time.

THREE ads to rush (coupled with 1 major campaign to be FA-ed and 2 big collaterals). Little wonder my pants felt so loose this morning all of a sudden (albeit me finishing 2/3 of the candies in the big tupperware in office. *puzzled*)

I took it out on my designers, I guess. Recalling back, yes I know I tend to sound harsh. Hello, everything is piling on me and almost crushing me to death and I was a hungry person. Everyone knows a hungry man is an angry man. I didn't take lunch, only had Soupy Max which was yucky to the max and my dinner was some loveletters, cuttlefish, cashew nuts and several pieces of cookies.

I was in the bloody office for the whole day! Didn't even get to step out for a while, not even for fresh air. I felt so suffocated, badly in need of fresh air. I know it's time for me to get some even for 30 minutes but every second for me counts for the day. ALL the ads had problem. Got screwed left, right and center. Basically, I was in pieces. Not knowing what to do.

I seriously feel 24 hours isn't enough. Seriously. Minus the sleeping time, 24 isn't enough. Give me more!! Gosh.

I must have gone a tad overboard. Colleague e told me off a little. Told me to learn from my partner. Hello, she isn't doing ads which cost thousands of bucks if it's missed alright! SPH don't wait for anyone! You must be crazy!! Who's going to pay for a blank space? On top of that, who's going to answer to client? You don't really understand our nature of job.

But I must also admit, I still cannot handle stress well enough. I'm learning!

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Hence, I've decided to give myself a fresh start. Start the day cheery and bright. End the day bright and cheery. This has clearly illustrated the limitation of my vocabulary, isn't it?

Mistake #1: Never shoot yourself on your toes. FYI, I always do. Darn! ;)

In any case, I'd like to apologize to my colleagues whom I've lost my cool at. I raised my voice, I pressurized unnecessarily. Sorry, especially to b and w and s. Many apologies to j too for my ignorance in Mandarin, hence unnecessary delay and heart attack for the ad. So bad the heart attack I refuse (more like don't dare) to buy today's newspaper to see if the ad appears right.

Went back to office today to settle backlogs. Yes, I know I press very hard sometimes but please try to understand, we have deadlines to meet and they're absolute. Once missed, agency will have to bear the cost and responsibilities. Who's going to bear the responsibilities? Company, you think so? No, it's the AEs. Ie me. My reputation will stink. Designers? Nah, people will only remember AEs being incompetent, bla bla. So to hell I go if I'm going to let you ruin me.

In any case, I've decided to give myself a chance to start afresh and learn, learn, learn. In the process, I try to manage people. =)

Just got back from work some 5 hours ago and now, I'm going to continue what I've left off. This is so funny. Doh!

P/S: I so love my Backstreet Boys! Hehe...(iTunes playing their song mah, as if they're keeping me company for the night. Hee hee.)

My Want At This Moment...

is to C-R-Y. Ok, more like tear. 'Coz cry is too strong a word. I just want to tear out my frusfration and anger and stress.

I'm squeezed dry. I have no energy left. I have no other channels to release my frusfration and stress. I am simply F.E.D.U.P.

Every morning, I wake up telling myself, brace up for the day. It'll pass by soon. But my everyday nowadays ends at unearthly hours. I continue to slog at home. What the hell.

Family members have been urging me to stop pushing myself and go home early. I want to go home early, too. Early, what's your definition of early? 11pm to me now is still early. Bleh! If I really cannot take it, then submit the letter. (And be left jobless for god-knows-how-long.)

Upon hearing what my client said yesterday: "After we put this (collateral) to bed, it's 70% work done and the rest is a breeze." I felt so light-hearted since then till this evening.

Then the heart attack starts. All things that cn go wrong MUST and WILL go wrong. Damn. Sometimes, it helps, if you are the client, to organize your stuffs and information before passing to your agency. Your agency will be eternally grateful to you.

Despite saying that, I haven't the chance to educate my client. Darn. All of us at the agency is so superbly shagged (with no sexual connotation). We're worked to the bones and slowly reducing to dust which is less than 1mg.

I wake up to another nightmare tomorrow later.

The Gong Xi Fa Cai Week.

Gong Xi Fa Cai to my dear readers.

The CNY week kicked off badly. We (the account servicing people) got buttered and jammed by the bosses. We decided to ignore their comments for this week. Walau, CNY week, ask us to reflect? Pui! I've decided to just put my best foot forward and if they think it's not good enough, too bad!! I even woke up to a nighmare on CNY eve whilst taking afternoon nap. Bad, bad nightmare!!

Anyway, negative energy aside. As usual, went visiting and many many gatherings. And yours truly lost quite a hefty (according to my standard) sum of money this year! :( Bad, this is bad. I think I can only get beginner's luck. Learnt poker last year and won quite a bit. This year, I haven't been winning, cannot even breakeven. Sigh! And this year, learnt mahjong, won the first night I learnt and lost double the second time I played. Walau. -Sian-

Tomorrow's a work day. Even more sian!! Got to face the cartoon (blek; yucks!) and it's time to slog my ass for weeks. Urgh.

Knocking off.