Tuesday, April 10, 2007

The Attack of the Colleagues

North, South, East, West

Attacks from all directions in a test;

Some are problems, others are jest

I try to run. I try to hide;

But like monsters they come out during play and rest.

Banter, banter, banter. My mind is manipulated;

Banter, banter, banter. I become de-motivated.

Some stay true to their words, they leave;

Others are only all talk, that they grieve.

I’m young, I’m fresh, they try to tear me down;

But I’m not stupid, I’m not gonna drown.

Finally I get away, I lay alone without a sound;

But I feel uneasy, I feel the need to be around.

So quietly I creep back, to join in their banter;

Only now do I see, one of them monsters I have become.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Quiet thoughts

I'm sitting here in my office at this hour, alone. I'm finishing up my work.

It's quiet.

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It's peaceful.

In a flash, I'm already at the end of my third month at CP. I remember when I first started, I did not have any motivation to work here because I wasn't learning anything. How things have changed. In the last 3 months, I've gained much creative control in editorial, from selecting what products and articles go into the magazine to determining the pagination and layout. The departments come to me for editorial control, and I'm humbled.

This is attributed to the lack of, or rather the nonexistent leadership of the editor, who is, I am glad to say, the ex-editor after the March issue. I personally think that when you possess the authority to control and supervise, you should also know how to take responsibility. Do not give weak excuses for your mistakes, and especially do not blame others for them. A good leader does not only own up to mistakes, they also protect their subordinates.

Never till now, have I come across a superior who tries to impose her power on whatever she can for no reason other than self-gratification, causes problems and then goes behind your back to wiggle her way out, turns down her subordinate's request for help, does not apologize for her mistakes, merajuks when things do not go her way, and does not reply work-related e-mails and phone calls because I told her off for offending me! Irresponsible. Childish.

But I shall not harp. Back to work, I feel that I've been given the unique opportunity to learn. I am learning from those around me, I am learning from those I meet, and most of all, I am learning from myself. As a fresh writer in the publishing industry and with no superior to guide me, I am forced to learn to make the best decisions for the magazine myself, to guide and liaise with people with utmost patience, to manage the flow of work in my own time, and to basically trust my own self. In many ways, I am thankful for this learning curve.

Ironically, April is my month. In the editorial team for April issue is me, me, and... hah. Me. No, I'm not laughing in glee. I'm laughing because I'm getting ready for my doom.

But you know what? I'm going to do all I can to make April the best issue yet.

It IS my month, after all =)

Thursday, February 22, 2007

22.02.2006

Hi, do i know you?

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You do now.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Hearts-a-Blinking!!

You know... I never thought I would actually ever do charity work, but several realizations hit me last year, and here I am with my group of Feathered Friends, organizing a whole event for the St. Jerome home. We have been talking about this for ages, and I mean AGES. To finally see it materialize makes me wanna..... Go run across an open green field (ala Sound Of Music) naked. Yep.

I hope we will be able to generate sufficient funds for St. Jerome. The school has been chasing them for the fees, and they can't do anything about it. Sigh. *crosses fingers*

To Jase, Erin, Carmen and Justin... You guys have been awesome friends and fantastic people to work with! It's finally happening! *HUGS*

And I'll see the rest you guys there! Right? =)

http://www.freewebs.com/featheredfriendsnetwork/

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Sperm Cars



You know how there are long lines at the *newly raised price i have to pay RM3.20 everyday damnit* tolls







And after that the cars are released into a bare space before they reach the normal lanes?






Always reminds me of sperm being released la.