Sep 29, 2010 17:28
I guess for now I'll make my LJ into a ~feelings/rant blog because-- I can.
I really want to leave my job. But the always nagging question in my head is, "THEN WHY DON'T YOU?"
Why don't I?
1.) I have lots of things pending and if ever I want to leave I have to finish all my tasks.
2.) I don't have any job that I'll transfer to. If ever I'll leave my mom told me to find another job so that I won't be a bum at home. But then my friend said that she has friends that resigned even if they don't have a job waiting in the wings. Perhaps God intended for them to rest. Maybe God wants me to rest too. If ever that happens I'd probably just spend time doing "art"/Photoshoping/making gifs and put it on Tumblr and wait for notes and reblogs. What a life eh?
3.) I'm torn because I want to wait by December for my 13 month pay. But the other part of me just really want to go!
If money isn't the issue I'd really leave my job. But I guess I am just overly emotional. In the long run, I'll miss being busy and crossing items on my "things-to-do" list.
Why do I want to leave?
1.) My full potential is not maximized. It came to a point where "Is this all I was made for? Photocopying papers?"
2.) I am really bored. BORED. BOREEEED! Everyday I kind of do thesame thing. And then since I am so used to it there is no challenge anymore. There is no "new learning." Like I've mastered it. I want to try something new.
3.) I need a change of environment. I work at a college and majority of the people I interact with are younger than me. Meaning, wisdom-wise, I don't get that much out of it because their needs are different from mine. I want to be surrounded by older people so that I'll learn from them and their experiences. I know that this sounds bad as I am trying to belittle "younger" people and maybe some of them have experiences that are way mature and knowledgeable but I always hang out with younger people and I realize that I am looking for something that I can't find with them.
Perhaps I am in a quarter-life crisis. Perhaps it's the sudden realization that I am 26 and next year I'll be 27, which means I am in my late twenties. Perhaps it is the realization that in just 4 years (or 5) my age will be at the end of the calendar.
But the real reason, I guess, is the fact that at 26, I still feel 18. I am still so immature. Maybe child-like. And it is me. Like if I can define myself, I'd say I am so child-like. But at 26, when I look back at my life, WHAT HAVE I DONE?????!!!!!!!!! What have I accomplished???? And I am scared because the answer is NOT MUCH. NOT MUCH.
And now it's the panic attack of I have to do something. Anything!!! Nah, I just want to do one thing. And that is to travel.
contradiction,
personal