8 months have passed and I just can't seem to move on from where I last left. Sometimes I would recall back the past and that nostalgic feeling would start to knock on my door again. I miss being in that ex-agency. Miss the accounts that I handled. Beer and car are my favourite! But I miss the people in there even more...especially my seniors. Love looking at the works they have done and feel that gush of inspiration rushing through. I wish they were there longer so that i could learn more from them. Guess they were the ones that I really look up to and no one else could match up to that yet. Then there are times when I miss whining or joking with my ex-traffic although towards the end she was hanging out too much with the meanies but still, the good old days was rather fun.
Not that the current company is bad or what but the past memories in that ex-agency were more vivid. I just can't forget that happy but horrible place. I seriously swear if my seniors are still there I would still stay on despite the unbearable working conditions! It really does felt a little like a home in there. Sometimes I even like that mini competition between my classmate and the boss wife. It feels damn great to beat them whenever the client chose my work over theirs instead. It's like I'm the junior that made my seniors proud. The seniors have really taught me well and I'm grateful for the encounter.
Reality hits and that was my past. I think the months and years would go by and there will still be times like these where I'll start to miss the people again. Recently just saw the chinese new year packaging of the beer account I was handling back then. Super rip off from my senior's design. I must say it was extremely badly done that I had a shock. How could they do that to my senior's design. Sigh!
Not that the current company is bad or what but the past memories in that ex-agency were more vivid. I just can't forget that happy but horrible place. I seriously swear if my seniors are still there I would still stay on despite the unbearable working conditions! It really does felt a little like a home in there. Sometimes I even like that mini competition between my classmate and the boss wife. It feels damn great to beat them whenever the client chose my work over theirs instead. It's like I'm the junior that made my seniors proud. The seniors have really taught me well and I'm grateful for the encounter.
Reality hits and that was my past. I think the months and years would go by and there will still be times like these where I'll start to miss the people again. Recently just saw the chinese new year packaging of the beer account I was handling back then. Super rip off from my senior's design. I must say it was extremely badly done that I had a shock. How could they do that to my senior's design. Sigh!

