rain on me

babcia - siostra babci, ale to ciocia bez znaczenia, zawsze tak samo bliska - jest od piatku w szpitalu. w tygodniu operacja. jesli organizm wytrzyma usuniecie nowotworu, bedzie z nami jeszcze z piec lat, podobno. nie umiem sie trzymac w szpitalu. nie umiem nic powiedziec, widzac jak przez trzy tygodnie niemal zniknela, drobinka. moge sie tylko wkurzac na to, ze badania rozciagnely sie na ponad 3 miesiace, ze zamiast skoncentrowac je od razu w szpitalu po pierwszych zlych wynikach, wymeczano ja w tym czasie coraz bardziej agresywna choroba. na to ze lekarz potrafil po tygodniu oczekiwania na diagnoze przelozyc podanie wynikow o kolejne kilka dni, bo zapomnial zabrac ze soba odpowiednich papierow i poinformowac o tym zupelnie beztrosko. i na wlasna bezsilnosc, bo moge teraz tylko podduszac sie lzami z katarem siennym i myslec, ze za malo bylo i jest czasu.

bad hair day

Didn't sleep enough to come back to my bearable self today. After a few too early wake-ups (not to oversleep the exams), pissed with my apparent lack of knowledge, I left. Used up all my rational thinking there and came back with an excellent 5! and a decent 4+ but tired as hell. Few hours left before I realised I was actually doing everything to make my man hate me and that what I needed was not another red bull or coffee but a modest calming tea. Ended up doing Puss in Boots' eyes (please, don't hate me, blink-blink) and sipping something called extreme chillout soda. Calm down, come down. It works for me.
I - too often to be right - seem to believe speed is a value per se.

Now playing: Herbert - Scale

there's too much caffeine in my bloodstream

I'm probably too tired / busy to write at lenghts but I don't want this blog to extinct.

I just came back from a 2-day agency integration trip to Wladyslawowo and I have a great job and two exams tomorrow at my postgrad studies (and actually hope my experience and intuition to be enough to rely on).

The trip was great - almost everyone came (circa 160 people, Warsaw and Poznan) and as the time and booze went by, people got really merry and chilled out. The highlights were the company football match (certainly more rewarding and positively exciting than the one Polish representation screwed up unforgivably later in the evening; score 8:1 for our division) then the grill party with karaoke and old school disco plus the gorgeous sea and the swimming pool (good to sweat out the party, alcohol and nicotine).

Still, what really counts is the everyday job at the agency and it gives me incredible satisfaction and pleasure (one I haven't felt for over a year and a half). What's so great? People, high standards and professional approach, loads to learn plus exciting and challenging (as opposed to boring and tedious) projects. Oh, hell, it doesn't even sound good ;) To put things short: I just love this job (and believe the feeling to last for long long years).

Now to the books - Marketing research and Consumer behaviour await.