I am the secret that you keep; MISS SCARLET.

The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another

There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden

So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

so over this!

it's into my 6th week here at the magazine, and i'm seriously about done.
no, really.

the amount of bitching, gossiping and dimissiveness from my boss is doing my head in. the other two writers are great to be around, but throw my boss in the mix and we have an instant recipe for a trio of overgrown sorority girls. it's pretty ridiculous.

plus, the lack of courtesy and respect for my position as a mere intern isn't much to speak of at all. i took the day off yesterday, and this morning, i returned to a desk littered with scrap paper, a missing notebook and a vanished pen. oh, and my jacket was crumpled and squashed (at the same time) in a messy heap on my chair, which means someone had been sitting on it and didn't even have a kind bone in their body to just hang it across the backrest. it's utterly disgraceful.

oh, and don't forget the ignorance my boss played out. i shall not divulge in the details, but it surely made me feel like i wasn't even a person, a human being, for a minute.

i'm just counting down the days that i leave this shoebox; it literally has no windows. i'm miserable at the thought of having to go to work, so much so that i am THIS close to just quitting without much prior notice. i went for an interview at 88db yesterday, and although it's under marketing (though i will still be writing/copywriting), it's a full-time position, my senior writer is a pretty nice lady (we hung out for a bit after an event, and we instantly clicked! YAY) and it's smack in the middle of town (read: shaw house, LIDO). no more 90 minute commutes, more or less fixed working hours and still doing what i love. didn't really love the office too much though; was really cramped! but i'll trade that in for a decent pay, a colleague i enjoy working with and an amazing central location.

crossing my fingers and toes till i hear back from them.