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So yet another entry after a long disappearance... and no, they still haven't caught up to Mas Selamat. Anyway, who reads my blog nowadays anyway, 'cept maybe my closest friends.. maybe.. big maybe.. but then again if it's just you, you'd probably know everything that's been goin' on in my life anyway.. no? So why do casual bloggers blog? it's not really a diary.. or a journal.. I dunno. I'm not sure why I even write even when I do. The only reason I can think of would be to, somehow, if by some random alignment of the heavens, a stranger from the big cloud we call the Internet stumbles upon this page. And then I guess, some satisfaction comes from knowing that they know, I exist. Just like them. Six degrees they say..
So, Mr (or Ms) Stranger, "Hello."
Now that that's out of the way, lets pick up where we left off. Ms Wah Wah and I are great! Save for some complications about the whole "Same Same But Different" thing. That sucks but otherwise I couldn't be happier. We're almost reaching the 1 year mark. Yay for us! My house, ever so slowly is becoming whole, literally. My Honda is still white (maybe a tiny tinge of yellow.. damn...) I guess i have not much to complain. Or maybe i do.. I'll get to that in a second. Ms WahWah is right all along.. we just gotta be patient and sooner or later what we seek is foundeth. It's been a crazy year and a pretty expensive one too.. but in way it's all good cause I've been lucky to get my foot stuck in all the right places. Just a lot of research and great bargains. So that's good. Right now I'm just inching my way to getting me a proper circular saw and new jacket. As you know, a gap was left inside me when i had to let go of my trusty red jacket. so i'm trying to adopt a new one. Don't laugh if it comes out looking the same as the old one. I need new monitors for my pc. My current CRT is inevitably blue-ing itself. And I'm hoping i can go and get me a MacBook Pro when my bonus hits at the end of the year.
Alrighty.. enough about money. Here's a complain.. work.
Honestly, when I joined TP's Design School, all I wanted was to tell stories and draw talking animals and all that jazz. After graduating, I got a chance to do that.. for a little bit. But since then I've been stuck doing rendering of buildings, countless lower thirds and making the infamous motion-graphic ribbon come to life over and over again. Sadly, I think I'm getting to be a little jaded with my line of work. Don't get me wrong. I love the atmosphere at my company. In fact I dunno if i would be able to find the same kind of camaraderie like this anywhere else.. but damn I'm getting bored. It hurts me that it's starting to feel like work. I'm beginning to dread waking up to sit down from 9 in the a.m ( OK maybe 9:45 a.m?) to 6 everyday in front of those beautiful screens of mine, doing things that I don't really believe in. It feels so.. I'm not sure how to explain this.. but it feels very temporary. Not temporary like "hey, this is just temporary while i look for someplace else.." but more like "OK when this ends, I'll be off to a happier place where dreams comes true.." . I'm not sure if that makes sense to any of you. A more morbid way of thinking about this, but unfortunately makes more sense, is kinda like looking forward to your afterlife more than the current one. Kinda like that. Oh boy.. I dunno man.. I'm just standing at a crossroad right now not sure when the light is gonna turn green.. It's like having a picture of the field over on the other side of the fence is greener than the one you're in now. Even if the fence is 20ft tall and you don't really know what's on the other side.. Right.. so I'm out of metaphors but you know what I mean. There just has to be something greater to life. I'm just not sure what it is yet. Or if I'll have the strength and courage to go after it. Sigh..
Woah.. that was a heck of a complain eh? The paragraphs longer than the non-complaints. Anywho.. see y'all soon.
Goodnight and to all a good night.
(It almost read "goof" night but i caught it and corrected it. I'm kinda smart..)
So, Mr (or Ms) Stranger, "Hello."
Now that that's out of the way, lets pick up where we left off. Ms Wah Wah and I are great! Save for some complications about the whole "Same Same But Different" thing. That sucks but otherwise I couldn't be happier. We're almost reaching the 1 year mark. Yay for us! My house, ever so slowly is becoming whole, literally. My Honda is still white (maybe a tiny tinge of yellow.. damn...) I guess i have not much to complain. Or maybe i do.. I'll get to that in a second. Ms WahWah is right all along.. we just gotta be patient and sooner or later what we seek is foundeth. It's been a crazy year and a pretty expensive one too.. but in way it's all good cause I've been lucky to get my foot stuck in all the right places. Just a lot of research and great bargains. So that's good. Right now I'm just inching my way to getting me a proper circular saw and new jacket. As you know, a gap was left inside me when i had to let go of my trusty red jacket. so i'm trying to adopt a new one. Don't laugh if it comes out looking the same as the old one. I need new monitors for my pc. My current CRT is inevitably blue-ing itself. And I'm hoping i can go and get me a MacBook Pro when my bonus hits at the end of the year.
Alrighty.. enough about money. Here's a complain.. work.
Honestly, when I joined TP's Design School, all I wanted was to tell stories and draw talking animals and all that jazz. After graduating, I got a chance to do that.. for a little bit. But since then I've been stuck doing rendering of buildings, countless lower thirds and making the infamous motion-graphic ribbon come to life over and over again. Sadly, I think I'm getting to be a little jaded with my line of work. Don't get me wrong. I love the atmosphere at my company. In fact I dunno if i would be able to find the same kind of camaraderie like this anywhere else.. but damn I'm getting bored. It hurts me that it's starting to feel like work. I'm beginning to dread waking up to sit down from 9 in the a.m ( OK maybe 9:45 a.m?) to 6 everyday in front of those beautiful screens of mine, doing things that I don't really believe in. It feels so.. I'm not sure how to explain this.. but it feels very temporary. Not temporary like "hey, this is just temporary while i look for someplace else.." but more like "OK when this ends, I'll be off to a happier place where dreams comes true.." . I'm not sure if that makes sense to any of you. A more morbid way of thinking about this, but unfortunately makes more sense, is kinda like looking forward to your afterlife more than the current one. Kinda like that. Oh boy.. I dunno man.. I'm just standing at a crossroad right now not sure when the light is gonna turn green.. It's like having a picture of the field over on the other side of the fence is greener than the one you're in now. Even if the fence is 20ft tall and you don't really know what's on the other side.. Right.. so I'm out of metaphors but you know what I mean. There just has to be something greater to life. I'm just not sure what it is yet. Or if I'll have the strength and courage to go after it. Sigh..
Woah.. that was a heck of a complain eh? The paragraphs longer than the non-complaints. Anywho.. see y'all soon.
Goodnight and to all a good night.
(It almost read "goof" night but i caught it and corrected it. I'm kinda smart..)
