Feeling...a little calmer

Lost my temper with that stupid account director today.

I can't stand her. I can't stand her voice. I can't stand the sight of her. Damn. Did she sleep her way up to her position or what? She doesn't even know the basics of account management! Geesh. An account director telling a whole meeting room that she's merely a messenger. *Hello*. [rolls eyes]. An account director who writes on the job brief: 'Client wants to shoot a Chinese New Year commercial in December. Please proceed to develop concepts for print and TV. Thank you.' *Hello.* [rolls eyes]. I was totally speechless when I got that job brief. Where was the objective? Where was the strategy? Where was anything? Geesh. Even a fresh out of school account executive knows what a job brief such include!

This is seriously one woman who forgot to get into queue when the powers that be were dishing out brains.

And today, boy, did I blow my top at her.

Here's an excerpt of our not too civil conversation:
Me: It seems to me that you don't really know what you're doing and the clients don't know what they're doing!
She: No, I don't know! No one ever knows anyway! That's how it works!
Me: Well, if you don't know what you're doing, how is it you expect me to know what it is you want me to do?!?

And towards the end, she storms off saying that if I'm not happy to go complain to my boss. Which I shouted after her that I would and that she didn't need to teach me to do so.

Fuming away (I could seriously feel smoke coming out of my ears!), I went up to my totally useless boss and told him I have had it up to my neck with everything. Told him what transpired and told him that I thought the agency was totally fucked up.

And yes, 'this agency is totally fucked up' were my exact words.

All he did was nod at me.

Sigh.

I give up.

I really don't care anymore. And anyway, what I said is the truth so my conscience is clear. I'm just glad I got it off my chest. In my entire career I have never come across an agency such as this. This place is a serious joke. The MD is a chicken-shit who lets the client walk all over us. He would make us eat shit if the client asked us to just to please them. The ECD is stuck in the 70s and cares more about layout and the colour of the ad than he is about idea and concept. The ACD (my boss) is the ECD's lackey who doesn't dare say 'B' if the bosses say 'A'.

Idiots and morons.

They can fire me for all I care.

I just can't wait to get out.

Feeling...scared

Too many good things happening at once tend to me make me suspicious.

1. My brother's friend is setting me up for an interview with Astro's magazine division.

2. A headhunter just called telling me that a local jewellery chain is looking for an A&P manager and she's going to put my CV in.

3. A friend wants me to put together a proposal/profile/portfolio for the team he's getting together for a multi-million dollar project. Yours truly is part of that team too.

Tell me, they're all too good to be true, right?

Oh boy.

I've got a headache now. Too many things to think about.

Feeling the jitters.

Need a Guinness to calm the nerves, methinks.

Feeling...spellbound

Blink.

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

Blink.

Wow.

Blink.

Yea, you guessed right. I've just got back from that magical adventure.

Wow.

What do I have to say about it?

Well, the kids have grown.

Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter) is still as cute as ever.

Rupert Grint's (Ron Weasley) facial expressions totally crack me up. That, and his voice too, which is very obviously breaking.

Emma Watson (Hermoine Granger) is already such a babe, you can be sure she'll be breaking hearts when she gets older.

I just love Sean Biggerstaff's (Oliver Wood) accent.

Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) reminds me of Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer...but I think that's a direct influence from reading too many Buffy/Potter crossover fics from fanfiction.net.

Kenneth Branagh (Gilderoy Lockheart) was annoyingly hilarious as the useless, attention-seeking, celebrity-stricken professor, though I couldn't help but feel that the script didn't explain him enough - his escapades, his adventures, his stories which he had written books of...those were hardly touched upon.

Snape (Alan Rickman) lost a bit of his 'badness', I felt.

And Dobby the House Elf is soooo ugly but sometimes kinda adorable.

A little less than 3 hours, I thought this second installment of Harry Potter was more entertaining than the first. Sure, the first had all the magical wonder and the bringing of a story to life feel about it all, but it did drag its feet a little in the pacing department. Chamber of Secrets is more entertaining and definitely moves at a much faster pace when compared to the first. It's also got more humour and a few heart-stopping scenes too, while still retaining the awe that made the first installment such a delight to watch.

Next up is Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers.

December 17th, Thursday.

My friends want to take the day off work to catch the first movie of the day - which I think is probably at about 11am or so. Talk about being downright kiasu! LOL. But if they really do, I guess I'll be joining them too...

LOL.

Feeling...mighty excited!!

I'm going to watch Harry Potter tonight! I'm going to watch Harry Potter tonight! I'm going to watch Harry Potter tonight! Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait!

Feeling...lovely!

It's the weekend again! Yippee, yippee ya ya.

Still can't get the comments thingy to work. Oh well, just go sign my guestbook instead, will ya?

And to Cheryl, if you're reading this, got your message. Happy to see you're still hanging about. Oh, and I've finally put my e-mail at the top of this blog. Just click on 'contact' . Sorry, I didn't realise I hadn't put my e-mail anywhere on this blog or on my site.

Yea, me the duh-one. So, what else is new?

Feeling...i don't feel...well, not today anyway...

Finally managed to get the comments thingy up and running again...Arghh. Ok, maybe not.

Been rather busy lately - work as well as play. I know I've been neglecting this blog and not updating as frequent as I had been. Eeps. Oh well, looks like the novelty of it is beginning to wear off. Not that I'll soon neglect this all together. No no. Definitely not. I started this and I'm going to see this through. Even if sometimes it means I only write one word or two.

Damn. Sometimes I think I ramble on too much. Though I haven't exactly mastered it to perfection yet. The one who has is none other than Willow Rosenberg. Now, she's a blabbering guru!

Feeling...high...very...

Have I ever mentioned that my favourite-st singer of all time is Jacky Cheung?

Well, I'm telling you now.

And well, I'm still swooning and drooling and mumbling with joy from having caught his concert yesterday evening. Not to mention, my throat is sore from all the screaming and my head is still reeling from lack of sleep because [geesh] who can sleep with all that excitement?!?

I can't get over it, I can't get over it, I can't get over it. Heck, I don't want to!

Go to the blurealm to check out some of the photos I took during the concert.

Feeling...grrr...

I'm such a klutz.

Was playing around with my comments thingy and now I can't get it back on.

Great, just great.

*rolls eyes*

Oh well, if you feel compelled to maybe drop me a note or whatever, there's always my guestbook...

So go sign it.

Please...