Friday, August 20, 2010

shake it off

I don't even give a fuck anymore. I don't know if this is out for the kill, I don't know what would become of me after this, but I'm just pissed.

I'm aware that we're carrying a certain name, that we're trying to go for the whole branding thing, but to say that we cannot produce something good? Thank you so much for the trust. It's not like you haven't seen me pull a miracle. Hello. I don't even know what made you say such things, but just so you know, I'm not going to let this pass. I hated you before, I tried to understand you, but here you go again. I don't even want to hear any explanation. I'm just not going to listen.

Oh, and thank you for wasting my time. If this whole thing does not happen, THANK YOU. Thank you for the countless hours I spent arguing like it mattered, just to secure some fucking place that is not even decent. Seriously, that's all you can offer? That's all we have? It's disgusting. I can't believe I even fought for it. I already have plans the day after the supposed closing. I HATE when my schedule has to change because that's how much I value my time. That's how much I think about my work and I do not want anyone meddling with my schedule.

What's even more disgusting is that it was hard for me to gain a liking for the piece. Even until now, I don't like the material. It's not like I had a choice. But then since I do not tolerate inefficiency, I still said yes. Right now, all that I want is to get things done so I can already move on. September and October are going to be filled to the brim from Monday to Sunday. I won't have any breaks and I've already prepared myself for that.

I'm just going to sing tomorrow and the day after that. I will also get revenge in the process.

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