Jan 13, 2005 04:20
Since the pictures from Khuzai's wedding still hasn't arrived yet, I'll have to put hold on what to write about last Sunday's night. I should pester Marini and Azhar for them, but I know for sure that they'll tell me to go and 'buy a digital camera' so I won't be asking for pictures around instead of splashing them for upgrading my car's audio system. WTF is wrong with these people? What could be more important than my beloved ICE (In Car Entertainment) system? To trade that with a stupid digital camera? Those people must be crazy!
I have been doing freelancing for the past month and a half at this new joint up in Puchong. They're doing film production, specializing in documentaries. And I'm there as a content writer and a researcher. So my daily routine started off at 9am and straight till 6pm at my current job, then rush off to Puchong for the freelance job, normally ending at around 3-4am. And so that leaves me with roughly 4 hours of sleep daily. At first, sustaining the sleeping disorder wasn't much of a problem. But lately, I'm easily tired, and I feel sleepy nearly all the time. And besides, countless of peeps have told me that by manipulating caffeine in order to keep awake is dangerous, that coupled with ciggarettes would be hazardous. Okay, so that sounded logical. Maybe this freelancing thing is not as easy as I had expected. I loved the fuckin workload, but with insufficient rest, I just feel too tired at times. The distance to Puchong from my house is roughly 30km, and same goes from my day job office. So the car's fuel consumption is another major problem. And I had to pay two fuckin tolls, each at RM1 for one trip. One day's worth? A staggering RM4! Maybe if I'm Ling Kai Shek, I shouldn't have any problem. But yeah, I do possess a few right here. So the freelancing was the reason why I had been extremely busy the last month or more. I hardly have any time for anything else. Only on weekends, I do hang out. Then on Sunday, I'm usually spent. Last few days, the boss of this new place told me that they might need someone to handle the content writing department in the fledgling company. I was tempted, I know that the company was relatively new. With staffs totalling not more than 8, all graphic/film editors, the place really looked like Darth Vader's medidating chamber with all those high-end digital mumbo-jumbos. And the oldest member of the crew were only 33, which literally means that these people are really, young professionals. Besides, I'm beginning to feel fed up at the old place. Stagnancy became my daily burden. Felt like I can't go anywhere there.
I know that if I agree to take up his offer, I'd be risking everything because this new company is SO very new, unlike my previous one. Decisions does come easy, but when I think of the potential this new place brings, how can I say no to it? If everything goes well, this new setup would be huge. But should it fail, then I'd have to start from scratch all over again. It's just that lately I've been feeling that at 24, I should take that 'break or be broken' chance. Come to think of it, 24 is kinda old for a lot of stuffs. I'm ready to take chances, but I'm more worried about its consequences. I've been in the industry less than 3 years, and it ain't easy to find another job which fits into my current field.
So yes, I'm still undecided. And I give myself untill next Wednesday to make up my mind whether to send in my resignation letter or not. It'll be nice if I received some guidance. I can't make this sort of decision alone. And I barely have 5 days to think it over. At the moment I do enjoy this freelancing job. but it'd be a heck lot better if I concentrate it on a full time basis. Practically I get the same freedom at work. I can come to the office on a normal day only in shorts. To put it simply, it would be my second home. But then, yeah... it's an awful lots of risk to take.
The next few days would be decisive in altering my fate in this orbit. I'll just see how long it will go. In the meantime, I'll be pestering Marini and Azhar for them photos.
And tomorrow I promised the guys to follow them to Poppy for a night's out. All 24 of us, plus some girl friends from high school. I had wanted to go, but Poppy? Bah, that place is over-rated!
And I'm STILL stuck at work! This is purely nonsense!
Damn sapiens.