It has been a while. Many things happened but deem to be routine or insignificant. Life has been this way, isn't it? Do we really have a choice or that circumstances lead us through this path? Doing what you like to do makes you happy, keep you motivated. The building greeted me almost everyday with the sun rays reflecting from the same spot, siginifying a new day. Ironically, the new day resembles like yesterday, or the day before, or rather everyday. So, where is that 'new' day that suppose to beholds us? Suddenly. i felt victim to time. Consuming every step we take, every thought we think.
It seems i'm trying to stall time here. Waiting for the opportunity to struck. Everytime i look around my workplace,i know, for sure, this ain't gonna be my life. People here are just waiting for things to happen. Only when the knife is right at their throat before they can start working. There are no committment, no initiative, no self-motivation. Work for the sake of working, for the sake of showing people he can work but we all know the truth as much. Well, i figure it out there is nothing i could do to change anything. So why get so vexed up? Simply because i'm facing these people day in day out.
I told myself i am going to get out one day. This is not the place for me, definitely. Just need a couple of years when i have enough gold to venture. Meanwhile, there are much homework to be done. That will keep me going, period. Hopefully it lasts longer than i have to wait.
