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So how have things progressed in 2 months? Ups and downs... Pitching like mad, trying to fill up my time with things to do. It's better to learn something than to do nothing and learn nothing.</div>
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Putting up with someone who cannot multitask, who is not ready to grow at a rate that we want to... When things get too bad, I just mind my own business and not think about it. One day at a time...</div>
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Something interesting has happened though. Something came up! The excitement was probably too much to bear that I fell to the invasion of the viruses, and had to present in my sexy husky voice before taking a 1.5-day MC. </div>
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<span style="color: #fff2cc;">So... I'm just waiting for good news, keeping my fingers crossed. Let things go well!</span></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-22128618552911905712012-05-01T22:43:00.003+08:002012-05-01T22:43:53.910+08:00<div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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At a quarter of a century old, what would you like to achieve in your career, or what goals are you setting for yourself, in the short and long run?</div>
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Money, status, position? Or to pursue your passion and interests?</div>
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I happen to be in a career where I fulfill both necessities and wants. </div>
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But the problem lies in where to go next?</div>
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Dilemma, dilemma.</div>
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Life goes on, things must move. On one hand, I do have feelings towards where I am now due to the people I have been and are working with. On the other, they are not the ones who will help me lead the rest of my life. I must be rational.</div>
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In being rational, of course there are relationships and timing to talk about. Argh. Things get more difficult and complex as you grow older, ain't it so?</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-37838485947254439492012-04-28T16:31:00.005+08:002012-04-28T16:31:49.674+08:00<div style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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Things have come to a stage where I feel the learning curve is limited. I'm getting bored from the lack of work, and hence lack of exposure. </div>
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I've been told time and again to stay and help the place grow. But if there's someone who's always defensive and insists that the seriously-overused and used-to-death ideas are the best, there's really nowhere to grow towards.</div>
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At this age, career progression shouldn't stop or slow down. I'm not at the edge of retirement, or intend to just work for the sake of daily work.</div>
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Experience is but a relative concept. You may have 10 years of experience. But if you only repeat effective 6 months of experience over 20 times, what 10 years are we really talking about doing the same thing over and over?</div>
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It's time to move out of the comfort zone. And I'm saying that to myself. </div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-69776624706771014162012-03-19T00:09:00.003+08:002012-03-19T00:09:42.838+08:00<div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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Been reminded of the feelings over and over, with it getting more intense as the seconds tick by. Okay, supposed to even have this happen was beyond expectations. It just happened, and besides thinking about it, I haven't acted on it. Maybe subconsciously signals might have given it away, but I think I've been receiving mixed signals... </div>
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I must say the connection and chemistry sparked off just like that, and has built up over time. I think we have drawn the lines well. </div>
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Sometimes it makes me wonder if this is what people say about, "when it comes, you won't be able to shield yourself from it." Well, everything happens for a reason. This may or may not be it.</div>
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Let's just let nature take its course. If it happens, it happens.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-73843654478805647522012-03-11T19:24:00.000+08:002012-03-11T19:24:02.079+08:00<div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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What kind of expectations should you hold stepping into a new place? </div>
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Or what worries you about what others expect of you?</div>
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I guess it's just for me to do what I normally do and not worry about how others think. No point getting obsessed when you ain't gonna have any control over the minds of others.</div>
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Let's give it 6 months...</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-6747979454332191912012-03-10T19:29:00.002+08:002012-03-10T19:29:39.402+08:00<div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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That's it. Friday was my last day following the resignation of my ceo, also my direct reporting officer. Looking back, I've learnt tons, managed terrible clients, chased deadlines like nobody's business and worked hard. It's a pity to see what's left behind. Or rather, I don't have eyes to see.</div>
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Moving on, moving on, new environment, new culture. Hopefully I get to live my new year resolution - not to work so hard since the start of this year saw never-ending work and deadlines. Busier than ever before. Let's take it that the best does the most work. No shame, but I am confident that I have done well.</div>
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Let's see what happens on Monday.</div>
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A fresh start, a new beginning.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-88635930763869203782012-02-25T11:56:00.004+08:002012-02-25T11:56:55.915+08:00<div style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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It is the only constant isn't it? Well, there have been major changes at work. Some of us are moving on.</div>
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Opportunities have come up for me to progress and here comes exposure to a new culture and environment. </div>
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My colleague's right. Let's not look back at the past, but forward to the future.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-23646157221286559472012-02-05T16:05:00.003+08:002012-02-05T16:05:50.855+08:00<div style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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Work can be irritating sometimes. The nagging issues that creep up into your mind on weekends. Roar.<br />
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And all thanks to corruption in our very fine see-vil service - the gaaa-men clients are getting more troublesome than ever. </div>
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At the end of the day, just gotta tell myself that it's just work. Snap out of it and move on.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-90542435719354122432011-12-25T16:23:00.000+08:002011-12-25T16:23:15.686+08:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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The same thing upsets me over and over and over, not the first or second time. When can we see an end to this? Maybe adding one more ball to your juggling act is too much for your hands.</div>
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Sighs.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-17945039254107060052011-12-19T21:45:00.001+08:002011-12-19T21:45:20.367+08:00<div style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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Can't help but sigh. What to do? </div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-45974110449055725052011-12-19T13:03:00.000+08:002011-12-19T13:04:15.719+08:00<div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
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Setting expectations right is imperative for it to work out. You really need to set some time aside and sit down with me to get this out right. We shouldn't let this happen again. I'm afraid while I can let it go this time and probably the next few, I don't know how long more I can put up with it. </div>
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Maybe you are not ready, as much as you want it to happen. It just so happens that, and it goes the same for everyone else, this requires certain sacrifices from current commitments to commit to something new. Maybe you should think about whether you are truly ready to give up certain things for this.</div>
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No excuses. I can't be telling you what to do all the time. Time to work out the brain juice and think logically what next to do. It's not rocket science, it's really common sense most of the time. If you can't take out time to do this, maybe you are not ready.<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Then it's time to rethink.</span></div>
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I feel so ambivalent now. Sometimes I wonder if I have to put up with whatever's happening. Not happy, definitely not.</div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-16524425767120037772011-12-18T14:15:00.003+08:002011-12-18T14:22:40.289+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Thoughts.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >It's amazing upon discovering and coming to realization how I can give something/someone up easily if I really want to. Can't meet the expectations? Someone else probably can or will. Or do I even need that someone else?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Read in the papers today about women cheating in today's society. Sure men and marriage are not something that women need in their lives today, especially if it's becoming a painful experience altogether. I suppose that explains the divorce rates nowadays. We are capable of being financially independent and we know how to fill emotional voids. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Just some thoughts to pass the Sunday afternoon before a date. Oh well.</span></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-51033055561244411132011-12-12T00:14:00.001+08:002011-12-12T00:15:45.316+08:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">The Tinge of Fear.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">This is coming with a tinge of fear. Fear that letting yourself deep and hard into it will make you also fall out hard.</span>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-34399114732678407052011-12-11T00:22:00.003+08:002011-12-11T00:23:44.686+08:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >The Start of Something New?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;" >A new chapter began, a week ago. It's nice. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;" >Let's give it a shot and see what it leads to.</span>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-44738746432852606472011-09-29T00:13:00.005+08:002011-09-29T00:27:46.123+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">A Late Night.</span></span><br /><br />Can't sleep yet 'cause I got home slightly after 11 from a farewell dinner for an ex-colleague. A couple of things on my mind while I'm trying to cool off before going to bed. This is a good avenue to mention them.<br /><br />1. We presented to a potential client this morning. Of which, I sent the deck to my boss last evening for him to look through and prepare, since he and the creative guy would be presenting. But knowing how things can go wrong, I took time this morning to mentally rehearse, just in case everything goes wrong. Everything went okay though, boss presented the front parts, the creative guys on the creative parts. Until the end of the presentation which required some explaining on the campaign audit, my boss gave me the eye, nodding as though asking me to present those. I went ahead. Although not as smooth as my golden toastmaster days, I think it was okay since I didn't really rehearse. I didn't bull shit, I spoke logically. Thank god for impromptu speaking skill training from table topics.<br /><br />Bro thinks that boss chut stunt, mum thinks that da boss is just testing water to see if I did my homework. Of course I did lah... For one, I cannot not know what's going on since I'm one of the project owners. Two, obviously I can't let everyone and my agency look bad in front of the client right? I really wonder what is the agenda behind it. But we will know in time. We shall see.<br /><br />2. One of my clients resigned and will be leaving this week. She isn't the nicest or easiest client around. We started off not on a very good note. But among those were good periods of working relationship that got things moving.<br /><br />I sent her a personal note wishing her all the best, and of course nice things. No white washing, I wrote with sincerity, it was not a cut and paste note from the net. I thought that it's just being nice on my part and a formality.<br /><br />Boss calls me a drama queen, but I bet somewhere in you know that I did the right thing. Everyone I mentioned this to, agrees.<br /><br />I guess that's why we say, project management is about doing things right, leadership is about doing the right things.<br /></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-25492104019157244042011-09-03T22:30:00.002+08:002011-09-03T22:42:18.554+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Topsy Turvy.</span></span>
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<br />That someone could jolly well be me. I'm a little worried that it would be me. I really don't wanna write anymore, although some copyvetting is still fine, if I'm not busy.
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<br />Let's just wait and see. Meanwhile, I have fallen victim to viruses. Runny nose, sneezing, sore throat, body aches. Can't afford a MC in the next 4 weeks - crunch time. How?
<br /></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-90681318752098845472011-08-15T21:30:00.002+08:002011-08-15T21:40:34.647+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">Frustration Vent Required.</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Don't say I agreed to something when I did not.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">You are putting words in my mouth and being unethical.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Don't try and play dirty and put the blame on us.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">When you are the one who can't do project management.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">If you committed something internally and can't deliver, don't point fingers at us.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">We did not commit/agree to a time in the first place.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">If you can't take no for an answer, too bad.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Because I don't have to agree with you.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">If you can't manage a project, I feel sorry for you.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Especially if you are new, and trying hard not to screw up.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I never had such problems with your colleagues before.</span>
<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">So when it happens when you come in, then we don't have to say very much what's wrong.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Be defensive all you want, the world is looking. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I won't play punk and screw up stuff for you, but please at least be ethical.</span>
<br />Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-61905307248124443252011-08-15T14:56:00.002+08:002011-08-15T15:07:24.622+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">People of all sorts.</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">One of my clients is going on maternity leave. This other lady took over, and she's just downright...</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I'm not your subordinate, I don't report to you, you don't pay me, neither do you pay for our services, so don't speak to me as if I'm working for you. I'm working with you. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Stop trying to assert your authority. We don't have to do what you want. Adapt to us, not we adapt to you, so F off.</span>
<br />Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-67251184872335499752011-08-01T22:28:00.002+08:002011-08-01T22:45:05.586+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">Sian.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I thought I could have a quiet day, but it turned out otherwise. Mr Boss had a finance deadline to meet and I was one of the two candidates to help him meet it. Rushed, did weird things like sending very carefully worded emails and finally got everything out by 2pm, which was post-lunch time. A macs lunch did make me feel a lil' better.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">And thanks to crunch time, made an error in my quote. Feel so ambivalent doing such stuff. The emails made me feel and seem incompetent, and the error I made felt like I wasn't being my usual meticulous self. It's the same kind of feeling as I didn't do my best, and I'm feeling really bad about it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I should learn to let go even more. Letting go has been one of the most difficult lessons to master since I was in school. I'm still learning to let go nowadays, and learning to let it go faster. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I hope this doesn't have to happen every month. ):</span>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-50260573008022723022011-07-30T12:48:00.002+08:002011-07-30T12:59:05.666+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Drained.</span></span><br /><br />Just completed my fifth month. I have successfully taken over and handling what my predecessor used to helm, with some more added to my portfolio. My boss is "very pleased". I have no doubt. With the kind of difficult/troublesome/irritating clients I am awarded with, and the ability to manage them, I actually still can knock off on average at 7pm everyday. The trade off is exhaustion, praise and a promotion.<br /><br />Now I actually don't mind taking on a new project, only if you take away the extra work that I'm doing for my client, which is supposed to be their job. The time can definitely be better used at servicing my other clients. Meanwhile, spare me. I'm almost filled to the brim day in day out. No more arrowing for a while, okay?<br /></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-520899021902926292011-07-24T22:44:00.004+08:002011-07-24T22:55:55.497+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">All is okay.</span></span><br /><br />Things are going okay. Work had its lull, so it's back to busy-ness. Not to mention I was "awarded" with a new troublesome account/client and given another account to manage. So hurray to 4 accounts - 3 troublesome ones, 1 unknown yet. Potentially another is coming, and I'm starting to wonder if I would be able to cope. I'd just have to give up one or the other if I can't juggle so many balls at the same time.<br /><br />While this could translate to the boss thinking that I'm worthy of handling troublesome accounts or he thinks I'm capable of handling certain types of accounts, I hope he gives me more interesting ones, although I'm well coping with the boring/dry text-heavy ones. But I guess that's my contribution - taking up unpopular/troublesome/difficult-to-understand subject matter type of brands and accounts.<br /><br />Having said all these, I appreciate the boss' efforts in backing me up against these clients. It's one of the main things that keep me going. If he had left me to die out there, I might not have survived. Let me take all these as part of my training and learning curve. I have always started out the difficult way, and enjoyed the sweetness of my efforts later. It should turn out to be the same for this time too.<br /></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-90730605569565746262011-06-04T21:38:00.002+08:002011-06-04T21:44:25.157+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">Workaholic?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">I think I have the capability to turn into one. I work hard to make sure I clear my things for the day, and prepare for any urgent stuff that is due the next day. Can I leave it till the next day? Well, I'd rush like mad in the morning if I do so. That probably isn't called being a workaholic right? It's just being responsible for your work.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">I guess being a workaholic means you check your work email even after work, from home, and on weekends. I should avoid that at all costs. But now that I know how to access my webmail... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">I think my life is about 70% work, 30% for everything else. Now, am I a workaholic? </span><br /></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-17135627068050770052011-05-28T15:03:00.003+08:002011-05-28T15:09:47.339+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Getting Rewarded.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;" >And hard, hard work pays off. Got confirmed, got praised, got some rewards in return. Slogging for my projects were not wasted. Leaving office late almost everyday wasn't unrecognized. Anyway, mum and bro thinks that the reward is actually compensation for what I have been handling. But seriously, I do a lot more work than the others in comparison. I'm sure no one would trade their accounts for mine.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;" >I leave office late, but have to still come in early the next day to continue slogging. People who leave earlier than me come in later than I do. My monthly billings go up to tens of thousands and I'm handling it all alone. So you can guess the amount of work I have on my shoulders.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:arial;" >I'm still happy anyway. The fall on the office steps (giving myself a bruise on my knee) didn't matter after getting the news. So taking up the unpopular,difficult accounts isn't that bad after all. It's a trade-off. </span></div>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17360272.post-31726370888334549802011-05-17T12:00:00.003+08:002011-05-17T12:03:53.814+08:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Why?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Why do you say things like that?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >It's not about comparison between yours and mine.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >I'm getting sick of hearing such things from you day-in-day-out.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Because it really sucks and drains everything out of me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Can you just... Argh.</span>Estherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02203990645200162461noreply@blogger.com0