Excuse me while I take this opportunity to type in this tiny little box and publish it to the rest of the world and call this ‘blogging’.
Yes, my unofficial 2.5 weeks break has officially started and I am dreading every nanosecond of it.
I don’t know if you can classify this symptom under being a ‘workaholic’ but from what Mams deduced. I might just have that virus.
Yes. It is quite crazy to constantly click F9 (on Outlook that it) while you are on ‘vacation’. Do problems seem better if I said I was aware of them? No?
Moving on.
I’ve devoted my time to
1. Cleaning the house
2. Grocery shopping (spent $251 dollars in 2 days)
3. Training Boston (he is shunning away from me and it literally breaks my heart into smithereens)
4. Going onto random websites and identifying fonts
5. Scaring the fuck out of myself watching American Horror Story. Which may I add, is chock full of WTF?! moments.
I will be leaving for Bangkok, Thailand come the 23rd though.
I’ve been getting these sporadic moments of What-Am-I-Doing-In-My-Current-Job-Oh-God-Am-I-Going-To-Be-Stuck-Here?
It literally sucks the life out of me when such moments come along like a really bad case of Tsunami attack. I space out during lunch with my Bossman, who, god bless this man, is one of the most caring person I’ve ever came into contact with in my short span of 21 years.
I space out when I walk Boston. I space out from levels 5 - 8 before we reach level 9 for lunch in the opposite building.
I don’t know if I’m enjoying what I’m doing. I highly doubt that I can be doing something I genuinely love because I do not know what drives me.
Unimportant piece of information — I’m doing Sales Coordination and Marketing in an Engineering firm. Marketing in Engineering, I can hear you scoff from where I’m at.
But that’s not the point! I’m here to learn, right? Am I?
Gah, who knows.
I want me a Lycheeni.
