It's been 3 months since i last had work. I wasn't loittering around wastin' my time. I was really looking for a job that I can settle in for eternity. I really mean this literally. Coz as far as I recall, I never had a job that I liked that I chose to stay. I've been in and out of call centers, of hospitals for getting sick due to the night shift, but hey, I never complained. having its perks also means you got to be beaten to a bloody pulp. What's more troublesome is that I can't seem to shake my mom off my business. I love her and all but cliche as it may sound, I really wanted to scream on top of my lungs and say I'm not a kid anymore. That I, as individual require my own personal space.
I am way off the mark for the age of majority, I've never had a decision in life that I regret. I think things over carefully. I hate efforts that are half baked. i understand that maybe, just maybe since mom just got into retirement, she may have insecurities. I wish she would just listen to my reasons and see for herself that I am full of insecurities too. Why the hell would I love being a bum? I know I got obligations, I know I have to help out. But can't they just give me a break? I'm doin' my best in applying for "normal" jobs. I'm waiting for them to call so we can sign a damn contract. I don't wanna work a nocturne forever. I don't live to work. I work to live.
What's the point of having good pay if you just waste it on meds and hospital bills? This time, I won't ever settle for anything less than what I deserve.
This blog has helped me out a lot in expressing myself. If not for this, I would've gone mad a long, long, long time ago. peace out.
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