November 26, 2007
She want that lovey dovey
Now I truly comprehend the reason why my working friends occasionally shake their heads in disdain while telling me to appreciate my life as a student. Because working is much more than doing assignments, studying and sitting for exams; it's difficult. And, oh boy, had I not started working and experienced it all firsthand, I would have taken their words lightly. Then again, I never forgot to have fun during the whole of the first and second semester. But, of course I worked harder during the second semester because... I had to. My "play first, work later" attitude during the first semester backfired on me.
T.T
Fortunately, things did not end up too badly. All is well, I guess.
If you think that a 9 to 5 job is already hard enough, would an additional 2 hours do much damage?
In my case, yes. I feel lethargic every single day. I'm still not used to waking up at 7 in the morning. Often enough, I nod off in the office - when my boss isn't around. And when I get home at about 8 PM, I have to complete some extra work, which is usually done by midnight. If the workload is more than the usual, I'd probably finish by 2 AM. Clearly, I have little social life. That is, if I have any at all. I even have work to do on Saturday, which is from 9 AM to 1 PM. But, I could only leave the office about 2 hours later. And Sunday? Sure, I get to sleep past midday but I'd still have some work to complete, which is due the next day.
I am overworked!
Maybe this is just the beginning. But, if this goes on any longer, I think I might have to swallow my pride and quit. The only reason why I'm putting up with all this is because I'm not a quitter and I'd really like to how know it feels like to receive my paycheck at the end of the month. Plus, my old people really approve of the fact that I'm doing something productive instead of always going out to do what they deem as nonsense.
And the last thing I need is additional stress.
I just need someone to understand, compromise with me, be there for me and tolerate a little.
But, I guess not many can do that and the only way that I can escape from reality momentarily is when I sleep.
A life of meaning over work and wealth? I'm only hoping to gain experience. That is all.
Labels: BS, mood swing, parents, work
11:57 PM
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