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Friday, January 06, 2006
karate chop
Yesterday was sh*t. Our ad was totally turned inside out, flipped around and tumbled over into a creation devoid of any drama and consistency with the strategy we started out with. And just to make it clear, it wasn't Agency's fault. Whose could it be? Hmmm.
A lot of other little bothering things fluttered about yesterday. Plust the impending thought of all the requirements to be submitted today. In the end, I felt like sh*t too. I either needed to go shopping or be pampered. I chose to have a haircut. I had (note past tense) long, layered, straight hair cascading up to my waist. Now imagine four big-ass inches being chopped off. What do you get? Momentary happiness on this new funky-sexy layered thing happening. Go home, realize the loss, and bawl. Not that the cut's horrendous. It's just short. The shortest I've had in five years. It's like losing your brand equity, your security blanket. So now I'm somewhere in the middle of elation and downtroddenness (if there's such a word). Okay, I'm getting coffee. Drama queen moment ends here. Oh yeah. Christmas break report still pending. Among other things. 7 Comments:
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welcome back to the real world. :)
tara! mag double date na kasi tayo nila chips and moby.
hafee nyu yir! :)