untitLed
i Lack the drive to be what i reaLLy want to be. heLL, i guess it’s because even i have no idea what i really want to be. i don’t know what i want to do with my life, i dont know what profession i really want to focus on, i don’t know what i’m doing with my life - it’s a miracle i’ve stayed alive for as long as i have.
it’s crappy (yet admirable, as a friend just recently said… i just wish i could feel the same way) that i’ve given up hopes of seeing my dreams fulfilled anytime soon. i had initially planned to get a job that would, more or less, allow me to explore my creativity once again (see if the burned out feeling i acquired during my college days was still evident), but as things go, i was forced to do something i never wanted to do again: i’ve psyched myself up on crawling back to the call center industry. shit.
i swallowed my pride and accepted that what i said before ("man, i am never working in a call center again!") will not be happening anytime soon. like i’ve told people, i’ve realized that i needed the money more than i needed peace of mind, my pride, and my dreams.
pathetic. but i don’t think i have any other choice. maybe i should just backpack around. sell everything i have, walk out the door, never look back, and just LIVE.
pffffffffffft! yeah right. as if i have the luxury to do that. shit.
ARRRRRGGGHHH!!! bahala na nga! tagay na lang! tagay sabi!!!
June 17th, 2006 at 6:04 pm
ey dude..di ka nag iisa, ganyan din feeling ko lalo na ng pumunta ko dito. floating…
June 18th, 2006 at 2:23 am
stoic lang tayo… bahala na ang mundo sa atin bud. bahala na…
but on a brighter note, it’s good to hear from you always no matter what the topic may be. keep safe. ^___^