Ahem! I know my blog becomes more unexciting and uninteresting, as I have turned to an ultra-boring person. Where has my sense of humour gone to??!! or shud i said that i'm nt humorous at all *Slapping myself* Ever since working in the new workplace, I realized that I like to use "It's a long story" as a reply to avoid talking too much, or perhaps to avoid revealing personal things about me. I have become as quiet and reserved from 9.00 am till 5.30 pm on Mon-Fri and from 9 am till 1 pm on Sat.
I seriously want to quit my boring, soul-destroying job. Boring work = shorter life span, does it mean that I'm going to die soon ?! Real soon ?!
*sigh* I think it was time to stop thinking about making a change and actually go about doing it. I knew I wanted to leave behind the corporate world and pursue something else, but I had no idea of what I really want.
I've once read an article ,if you find yourself dreading to work, it's time for you to quit. So once again I find myself paralyzed into inaction as a result of fear and indecision. I fear the proverbial devil I don't know more than the one I do. Although I don't know what I want to do with my life, I do know that if I continue my present path I'll end up like all the other office drones: a soulless, mindless automaton. I don't want that to happen to me.
But.. Am I being selfish? Am I being too picky? Am I being stubborn ?
It became clear that my work must have a purpose. It felt absurd, perhaps even sinful, to waste my time in pointless toil. But I don't want to sadden my family. I don't want to give up easily and dishearten my grandma n etc. I afraid that ONE DAY I'll regret to let go such a superior job.