[Nekkid]

Well, I did it.

Having never watched a single episode nor having the slightest interest in doing so during it's 6 year run, I went and saw the Sex and the City movie.

Being an SATC Virgin (surely you saw that pun coming! That one too :P), Bubz gave me a 30 min crash course over dinner in an attempt to bring me up to speed with all things SATC before we went into the movie.

While I admit that didn't totally understand all the little nuances of each character that only six years of religious viewing can provide, I managed to get enough of it to enjoy the movie as a whole (possibly more so than I would have if I were a fan of the show from what I've heard from Bubz).

As we found our seats I looked around and swear I could have counted the number of guys in that packed cinema on one hand, all of them most likely there because of their girlfriends :P

But I'm not here to talk about the movie, there's plenty that's already been said about that. I'm here to talk about the experience of watching the movie in a cinema full of fanatical women...

Never have I watched a movie where every single person in the cinema has been so involved with the characters as this one.

It was as if all these things that were happening on the screen were happening to their friends in real life. An example which I found highly amusing during the course of the film was when Steve confesses to Miranda about something he's done (trying to avoid spoilers). When he finished his line, as if on cue, I heard a collective and synchronised gasp from every single female in the cinema. To be honest I think I was more stunned by the gasp than what had just unfolded on the screen, I've never seen such coordination from a large crowd!

When Samantha tells an obnoxious prick to shut the hell up I was almost expecting girls to jump up shouting "You go girl!" haha

Half way through the movie I realised that Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda and Samantha weren't the only attractions of SATC and the reason why women loved the show so much. The endless fashion parade of clothes, bags and shoes - oh my god the shoes! - had everyone "ooh"-ing and "ahh"-ing throughout the cinema. I'm pretty sure when Big revealed the newly refurbished walk-in wardrobe to Carrie that a few girls had mini orgasms at the sight :P

Anyway, as we were leaving the cinema I noticed that the girls were leaving in groups of 4, clearly having come as a group of friends to watch the movie. It made me wonder if they actually related themselves to the 4 characters from SATC and if so, which one would actually admit to being Samantha? :P

So lately I've been finding myself in many a situation where I'm either meeting people for the first time or catching up with old acquaintances, and always without fail, the conversation inevitably leads to one question - So what do you do for a living?

And I roll my eyes and sigh every time.

Maybe it's because I don't have anything interesting to say (to keep it simple, I'm in Rentals. As in, I rent stuff to people). Or maybe it's because I feel that when a person asks you this question, they're subconsciously filing you away in their Social Standing Portfolio, deciding whether or not the person they're talking to is worthy of being a friend.

If you don't meet the requirements of their Social Standards checklist then you get brushed aside for someone more worthy, and ultimately, more useful to them. Afterall, success breeds success and you're only doing yourself a favour by surrounding yourself with people who obviously have it made, or are at the very least on their way to it.

I believe this social effect is a result of the increasing importance people are placing on materialistic possesion and financial success.

There was an article of a study completed last year (which I have no recollection of the title unfortunately) that stated Sydney was fast becoming one of the most materialistic and shallow cities in the world, rivalling Hong Kong for the number one spot. Being financially successful, owning a house and a nice car, as well as things such as an expensive home entertainment system were all things on top of a list that rated above love, friends and family.

This trend of putting yourself first over family is also shown in this article here.

So how did things get this way?

I think it's all about social acceptance. In order to feel like they are socially accepted, some people go out and buy expensive things to show off to their friends who may also be just as materialistic as they are. I mean let's admit it, there's nothing quite like the feeling of getting a nice brand new car to show off to your friends. Sure it might have cost you a fortune and I'm sure your bank balance is hating you, but at least you now have the respect of your peers right? Oh, and let's just ignore the snickering you hear behind your back about "compensating" now shall we?

But anyway, I like my job. It may not be the most glamourous or interesting of jobs but it gets me enough money to survive. I might not be as overly ambitious as some people wish I would be but the reason for that is I'm happy with my job. Sure, in a year or so I may get tired of it and move on but in the mean time, why aim high for a job that is considered more sociably acceptable? So I can brag to people about what I do and earn more money to buy a nice home entertainment system and thus be accepted by other materialistic sheep?

No thanks, I like my life and my friends just the way they are now.

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For the longest time, I was the epitome of the lovelorn fool.

When I fell for a girl I fell utterly and completely, tumbling down head over heel with no apparent end in sight.

But at some point in time, things changed. Without me even realising.

There was a girl recently, the first in a fairly long time that I had actually felt something for. But when I looked back expecting to see my old lovelorn self pushing me into that ever familiar downward spiral, I found nothing.

I liked this girl, alot. And yet I wasn't falling like I'd always done with every other girl up until this point. Don't get me wrong, by no means is this to be taken as a reflection upon the girl or of the type of person that she is, not even the true extent of my feelings towards her, but more so a reflection of what I had become.

Surely a few bad experiences couldn't have turned me into a cynical and guarded individual. Could it?

What concerns me, is the possibility that I can no longer fall in love with a girl like I used to and that thought scares me.

Why? Because if I can't find it in me to love another girl again, I'm afraid of what kind of person that will make me. I don't want to become one of those older jaded and dejected men who's been stepped on and knocked down one too many times. Who forever remains single because of the bitterness and distrust they harbor against women, believing they will only get hurt every time they open themselves up to someone.

I don't want to be like that.

I miss:

- 3-way phone conversations.
Fun fact: If you get each new person in the chain to call another person you can have a huge phone conference. Not sure if that still works now. The most number of people we had at once in a "3-way" chain was 12. The only problem was that if someone in the middle of the chain had to leave, then the conference would get split into separate groups.

- Lying in bed and talking on the phone all night, then watching the sun rise in the morning.
Fun fact: There's always a moment between the hours of 4am and 6am when you both know you should sleep but defy logic and continue talking, when you're so tired that everything becomes funny. Yes, even when you drop your phone on your face and your nose starts to bleed. Hilarity indeed!

- People actually calling everynight to have a chat. Ahh Optus Freetime, first 30mins free on any Optus to Optus mobile call between 7pm and 12am, how I miss thee... My phone hardly sees any action these days.
Fun fact: If you timed your last call for the night carefully just before 12am, you could talk till 12:30am for free! Also, long before Optus introduced that annoying "Optus would like to advise you that you have less than two dollars of credit remaining. Yada yada yada" warning, you could actually take full advantage of Optus Freetime even if you had no credit at all. Yeah we were rorting the system hardcore. High five!

Well it's been a while since I last posted here, and I never had the intention of returning to this LJ, but I've been asked to post a recount of 1929's 21st.

Where do I even begin?

Before I start, I need to say that I personally do not have any pictures from the night, but I know alot of other people took pics so when I eventually get my hands on some they'll be edited into the post.

First off, being the lazy and procrastinative person that I am, I left everything to the last minute, naturally. I even got Bubz to go buy the Scream mask I was going to be wearing for the night, before making a mad dash at 6pm on the night of the party to Chinatown to find a material store & buy a meter or two of black cloth ha!

Fast forward an hour and a half and I find myself at the venue with Bubz and Nat while they tried to set everything up when I get a frantic call from mandamoooo demanding where I am because she's getting weird looks from people for standing alone at World Square in her Little Red Riding Hood costume - which, might I add was pretty damn cool (her mum made such an awesome red hood/cape), albeit a little on the "kinky-knee-high-socks stockings" side haha ;)

So I run from Oxford down to World Square to save the day (shame I didn't have my full costume ready, it would have been classic watching the Scream dude running full tilt down Liverpool St) and we end up looking for food and items we needed to ready ourselves for the night.

After dinner, Little Red Riding Hood and Scream dude (now with his full costume fixed thanks to Manda's handiwork) made our way to the party from George St, amidst various screams from girls (at me), and various seedy looks from guys (at Manda haha!).

As a little side note, the evil in me thoroughly enjoyed sneaking up on people in costume and scaring groups of girls by running towards them, how very childish of me.

By the time we finally got to the party it had well and truly begun, and while I know alot of people couldn't make it to the party in the end due to a bug that's been going around, I have to say the turn out was still quite good, and more importantly, those who did make it came dressed up!

It was fun trying to work out what people were dressed up as; some of the more obvious examples of the night were Sailor Moon (or was it Mercury? I was wrong, it was Mars), Dracula, Fantasia Mickey, Carmen Sandiego, Darth Vader and Batman.

Then thao_the_cow and her boyfriend Kit showed up! That was cool cos I hadn't seen Thao in AGES and I finally got to meet Kit, a fellow Batman Begins fanboi! Haha

The night itself was fun in all, there were so many funny moments when Bubz was obviously trashed, the music she brought herself... while some songs were very questionable (Wannabe by Spice Girls anyone?) the rest was overall great 80's & 90's tracks to reminisce to. Alot of drinking, singing and dancing was done on the night by all parties (and I'm sure there's going to be some incriminating evidence popping up all over the place of everyone soon) and I'm sure everyone had a good time, most of all Bubz ;)

This is getting too long now so I'll just make a list of highlights from the night:

- Everyone at the party singing along to Summer Nights.
- Bubz and Nat exclaiming their love for each other before falling over themselves infront of everyone.
- Dance off between Dracula and Scream dude (God I hope there isn't a video of this...)
- Singing Happy Birthday while on a helium high.
- Watching Bubz exclaim "Woo!" after every picture she took on the night.
- Kit and his valiant err... codpiece?
- Bubz breaking into tears during her speech when she started to thank her dad. Awwww how sweet!
- Bubz: "Dad, I'd like to thank you for everything for the last 20 years...-", Frieda: "...21"
- Manda freaking out everytime some guy gave her a creepy look on the street haha.
- Trying to use an ATM while in full Scream costume (hey it's hard to see with that mask on ok?).
- And many more moments that I'm sure I've forgotten for now... (feel free to add more in if you think of any guys)

Finally, trying to get home after the party was just as fun as the party itself. Walking from Oxford all the way back to Wynyard station along George Street in full costume got alot of cheers, screams, honks, and bemused/weird looks. Once again, I couldn't resist and scared off another group of girls outside senario who were clearly trying to avoid me.

Random guy across the street: "I know what you did last summer ooOooOOOoOOOo!!"
Me: "Wrong movie jackass!"

It was nigh on impossible for me trying to hail a cab too looking like that. The first taxi just drove straight on by without slowing down, the next one slowed down but then turned off his "vacant" light as he got closer to me before turning it back on after he had driven past which I found hilarious. I finally gave up and removed my costume and promptly caught the next cab that showed up.

All this, for the whole night, and I was completely sober.

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I just want to say that you did a great job organising the night Bubz, I had a really fun time (even if I wasn't drunk :P) and I'm sure alot of others had a blast too, and I know you were really stressed out beforehand but all you needed were a few drinks and you were all good to go :D

Happy 21st birthday!

Now all of you, send me those pictures!

( Picture whores unite! )

I'm making this post at the risk of sounding lame and corny (and i know she'll say im a dork :p).

So now my cousin has left to Singapore->Korea for 1...2, who knows how many years for work.

Its gonna be weird not having her around, being able to call her whenever and wherever just to talk or meet up, always being there for each other whenever we needed it. I guess that was something i took for granted.

So we're pretty close... I mean we practically grew up together (kinda), and im quite proud of the fact that over the years we've both had our challenges that we've managed to pull thru and come out the other end in one piece. Especially proud of her cos i know shes been through alot more than i could ever imagine.

She was more than just a cousin to me, she was as close to a "best friend" that ive had, we looked out for each other, always being there (or trying atleast) thru the good times and more importantly the hard times.

And now i dont know what to do. I cant just call her up anymore on a whim if somethings troubling me, or ask for (honest) advice when i need it, or even just have someone to vent to and know that she would understand lol

So if you're reading this Cuz, I'll say now what i couldnt say to you at the airport:

Have fun, take care, and i'll miss you. (no im not drunk)

P.S. Make lots of friends in Korea so i can meet them when i go visit you :D

P.P.S Once again good work on that prank you played today hehe classic!

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You know I could make some cynical and sarcastic post about Valentine's Day, how I find it ironic that all people in relationships will suddenly feel the urge to show how much they love their partner on this particular date that has no particular significance to any religion, belief or ideal but solely created by Hallmark for the purposes of creating another source of revenue to suck our wallets dry.

A day created to make couples feel all lovey dovey towards each other while at the same time being a harsh slap in the face to those who are single and saying "Single? Look at all these people in love, this is the kind of fun and happiness that you're missing out on right now. So go ahead and feel depressed about your pathetic lonesome life."

I could make a thinly veiled, hate filled post criticising the people who parade around all day showing off the singular flower or bouquet of roses that they recieved, and it wouldnt matter which they received because the point is that they got something and thats something more than what single people would get, which in turn makes them feel better about themselves because it reaffirms the fact that there are others worse off than them.

But I won't make that post, because then I'd just sound like a bitter and depressed single person wouldnt I?

No, I won't make that post.

I won't make that post because I currently have other things happening that have and will leave more of an impact on my life than being single ever will. And deciding to be upset about something as superficial and unimportant as not having a girlfriend right now would make me feel shallow, selfish and heartless.

Give me something to be happy about, and I will gladly take up the chance.

But right now, if whats already happened thus far is any indication of what the rest of the year will be like, then 2005 I fucking hate you already.

This week has been a strange one for me, a rollercoaster ride of emotions thrown all together into a blender and poured out as a smoothie... lol i have no idea what im talking about there... Thats gotta be the weirdest analogy ive come up with.

Anyway, so this was my last week at work.

So i've been kinda happy cos im finally gonna get free time back again to do stuff with friends who i havnt seen in ages cos i'd always be working on weekdays while they were on hols and then being free on weekends while they all went to work :/

Not to mention the fact that i was getting to the point where i was getting sick of goiing into work 5 days a week doing the same thing day in day out. I finally felt that i had had enough of it and am kinda glad that Uni is starting up again.

Then, at the same time i was/am kinda "bleh" abt having to go back to Uni, doing the whole "study, assignments, lectures" routine and i really need to pick up my game this year to make sure i pass everything and graduate.

Add on top of that the fact that the whole of this week ive had to spend training my replacement (who may i add is a pretty cool guy; he does DJ'ing stuff on the side on weekends hehe). That was a weird experience since im training a guy to do a job which im technically still new to (i've only been in that position for about 4-5 months), it was weird cos i actually had to think lol
When u do a job everyday u get so used to doing things it becomes second nature to you, a habit almost, you dont have to think too hard you just know what you're doing.

But when u have to teach someone else how to do your job, its hard cos you have to think of how you actually do things so that u can break it down to show the learner and to ensure u make it simple enough so they pick it up fast and easily (and that fact was more important in this case since i only had 4 days to teach him everything i do/know for the job).

I've never had to talk so much... ever to anyone before lol i had to explain so much in the 1st 2 days that i literally had a sore throat after it and i was actually mentally fatigued -_-

Its a good thing the new guy is smart enough to pick up everything relatively quickly.

Anyhow, early this week the CEO had sent out an office email informing everyone of my departure and that we would have drinks friday arvo (today) for my farewell. That didnt sit very well with me because i was hoping for a low key exit (as i am prone to do) and didnt want ppl coming up to me asking me why i was leaving and all (even tho its a legit excuse and not like "oh i just dont like u people" hehe) even still the whole idea of the "farewell" made it all seem too final, and i had intended on coming back later on in the year to learn more about the new digital editing suite they had just installed at over the xmas/ny break, but whats done is done.

So in the lead up to today, my last day, i had been having mixed emotions of sadness and joy. While i knew that wouldnt neccesarily miss the work, i knew that i would definately be missing the people i had come to know and be friends with during my time there, especially now just when i was startign to feel more comfortable in talking to them and being myself around them.

Now before you say anything, yes i do realise i can still stay in contact with them, and i most certainly will (we've already planned to attend Tropfest next month as a group) its just the idea that i wont be going into work everyday and seeing them. Its exactly the same feeling u get when u leave high school. You see them everyday and they become a part of your life for a while and now you're leaving that part of your life behind to pursue somethign else :(

I know im just rambling on now since ive totally lost my train of thought and not having read over it again ive probably forgotten to add any structure to this post but this afternoon, when time for the "farewell" came, i was presented with a tiny wrapped box with a nice red ribbon around it.

My first thought and reaction was "you shouldnt have" i mean... they really didnt have to, i had only been there for 4-5 months, hardly any time at all really if you think about it.

Then as i was unwrapping it, the first words that came out of my mouth were...

"Oh shit!"

Followed by...

"Oops sorry!"

As i pulled away the remaining scraps of wrapping to reveal an iPod Shuffle O_____o

I was totally speechless, i totally couldnt believe they would even think of buying me something like this. In fact i think it was Mike's idea to get me that (the crazy bastard) but hes just totally fucking awesome, if it weren't for him i dont think i would have enjoyed my job half as much as i did. He later told me that they wanted to get me the 1Gb one (they got me the 512Mb) only they didnt have anymore in stock at the place they ordered it from (mind you he ordered it today and got it couriered to the office lol), but hey im not complaining im just stoked that i have one now :D

So now i've been playing with it ever since i got home i cant stop hehe

Im such a lucky bastard... i dont deserve all this :S

So I went to dinner with my parents and a family friend last night, and since we were in the area that we used to live in almost 15 years ago, the topic of the place we used to live came up.

At the end of the night, as we were leaving it just so happened that we drove past our old home, and even tho I hadnt seen it since the last time i was there (at the age of 7) and tho so many changes had been made to the exterior over the years, I could still see it exactly the way i remember it.

You know how in movies when a person looks at something and you see it softly cross fade with another image overlaying it? Thats what happened to me :p

Anyway, returning to the place of probably the best times of my childhood (before my father died and he came along) brought back a whole heap of memories that I thought i had long since forgotten.

( Reminiscing - Warning: long post ahead )

I had never intended for this to be so long.

Ever since I started working full time, I've noticed that, while I am an extremely lazy person at times, I can also be a very hard working one... quite possibly as a result of my laziness. Sounds strange right?

The thing is, like many lazy people, I like to bum around and do nothing at times... especially when I'm at work (hey getting paid to sit around and do nothing scores a big "thumbs up" from me haha). Obviously when I actually do get work it prevents me from continuing my lazy sit-around-and-do-nothing habits which leads me to completing said job immediately and as fast as I can but still at a very good level/quality so I can continue to bum around and do nothing.

This was pointed out when one of the directors jokingly said that I dont "work" cos everytime he comes down to talk to me I'm sitting here surfing the net or doing some other un-work related activity (ie playing darts), then Vaughan says "Actually Justin does alot of work, its just that he does it all as soon as he gets told to, and does it so quickly that you never actualy see him do the work."

So you see, I know I can be a hard worker and do things well regardless of my laziness, so why cant I apply this same work ethic to my Uni assignments? I'm always leaving those till the last minute haha

A friend pointed out that it's cos I'm getting paid to do my job... so... maybe if I could get someone to pay me to go to Uni ... then I'll be as enthusiastic about doing my assignments?

Hmmm...

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Low
Narcissistic:	Low
Avoidant:	Very High
Dependent:	High
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Low
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Avoidant
Avoidant personality disorder is characterized by extreme social anxiety. People with this disorder often feel inadequate, avoid social situations, and seek out jobs with little contact with others. They are fearful of being rejected and worry about embarassing themselves in front of others. They exaggerate the potential difficulties of new situations to rationalize avoiding them. Often, they will create fantasy worlds to substitute for the real one. Unlike schizoid personality disorder, avoidant people yearn for social relations yet feel they are unable to obtain them. They are frequently depressed and have low self-confidence.

That explains alot...

Don't worry... I'm still smiling Chip :)

If I only get to watch two films this year, they would have to be:

Closer (27th Jan)

&

Batman Begins (23rd Jun)

I have been waiting eargerly for these films for as long as I've known about them.
For Closer that would be about 4 months, not long, but for Batman... well ever since it was announced to be made (which was well over a year ago).

Time flies by so quickly.

"Love is an accident waiting to happen..."

Sometimes I just wish that accident would happen to me.

( Msn convo at work with vki )

I guess now would be the time to do what everyone else is doing and make a post on everything that was good and bad about 2004 (albeit a bit late) and then proceed to point out the many things I would like to accomplish this year or do differently to last, but you know what? Fuck it.

Another year is over, whoop-di-fucking-doo lets all get over it and move on.

I think that "Grinch" tag is starting to stick.

2005? Bring it on.

Sometimes when I'm about to go out I wonder why I even bother trying to look "nice" or "good" (note: the emphasis on the word trying).

I wonder why I bother because 9 times out of 10 the only ppl who notice it are guys.

Freaking GUYS.

I'm starting to really get the shits from this, sure it was amusing when it first started cos it was awkward and no one knew what to say (least of all me) but now the jokes just fucking old and I'm sick of it all already.

The next guy who says anything abt how "handsome/hot/good looking" I am, tries to hit on me or even so much as looks at me sideways I'm going to tell them to go take it and stick it up where the sun dont shine.

What makes this seemingly worse, is that the number of guys to girls who have made comments like that to me is somewhere along the lines of 4 to 1. What the fuck am I doing wrong?

The fact that I haven't had a girlfriend for almost 3 years now is starting to get pathetic... and I get the distinct feeling that my mum is starting to think I'm actually gay.

You know something isnt right when that happens.

I have to admit that at times I feel like the luckiest guy.

The fact that I managed to get a job at Filmgraphics is probably the best thing that has happened to me this year (in fact probably the best thing ever), and I will always remember 2004 fondly for that reason alone.

So we had our Filmgraphics 2004 Xmas Party on Wednesday and all i have to say to that is...

( long read ahead )

Thats all i can write for now cos there's seriously so much more (that i do and dont remember) about the night.. this is just the tip of the iceberg lol

All I can say is what I said earlier, I had the best night ever! If only all parties were like this one. You cant even possibly imagine how much fun i was having just from reading this post and looking at the photos cos it really doesnt do it justice lol the only thing that could make u realise how i felt was if i actually spoke to u on the phone that night at the party, and my cousin can attest to that hehe :p

[edit] One thing i forgot to mention was the cost of the xmas party: just under $10,000 O____o Yes I agree, we are so spoilt haha :D [/edit]

I used to be the type of person who would always offer to be there for others when they want to talk about their problems, and for a long time everyone did tell me about all the things that would always be troubling them or making them upset.

Of all those times I used to be able to sit and listen patiently while giving out advice to encourage or comfort, but now, while i can still sit and listen, i find myself not having the words anymore to make them feel better. I think i've run out of advice... is that possible?

Instead, I now find myself trying to be the person who attempts to help people forget about their problems, even if its only a short reprieve. I'll meet up with them, and instead of asking them to talk about their problems (like i used to), and risking the possibility of making them upset, I now just stay away from the topic and try to make them laugh instead.

I dont even know how successful I am at doing that.

I'm sure many of you have noticed this change over time, I comment less on your posts, especially the ones on issues/events that seem to be causing you the most pain. But just because i dont comment, it doesnt mean that i dont care, because i still do. And believe me, it pains me just as much to see my friends hurting.

Its just that I dont know what to say anymore.

But I will always try to be there...

So just like samcore is a bane to vki's net time, vki is a bane to mine cos now im doing these quizes -___-;;

( Do you really wanna read this? )

If there's one thing i've learnt that i can pass on to anyone interested in the world of media/production/advertising/in fact, any kind of career: Don't ever fuck up.

While most of the time the people you work with are more than happy to be nice and friendly to you when all is fine and dandy, they will not hesitate to bite your head off at the first sign of a mistake being made.

This usually occurs when those high up in the chain of command are liable and realise they are responsible for whatever major fuck up has occured and need a "fall guy", almost always the person whos been there for the shortest period of time: enter me.

Being yelled at by 3 different people at various levels of pissed off-ness, and told that "you know shit all because you are a junior and thats all" is not the kind of thing you want to go into work for on monday morning, especially not after your sunday got fucked off because you had to go into work for no fault of your own.

Thank goodness i had mike, vaughan and most importantly the ceo backing me up and standing up for me, otherwise i most probably would have broken down considering it wasnt even my fault, i only did what i was asked to do, no questions asked. When aisha heard about what happened she came down and gave me a hug, shes such a sweetie, cos god knows how badly i needed a hug at that moment.

I'll be the first to admit when i make a mistake, and to be honest i dont mind being yelled at if i am at fault for anything, but one thing i absolutely despise is being yelled at when i dont deserve to be yelled out, just because those responsible cant possibly accept blame for anything that goes wrong.