It’s Just a Job.


2018 is a year of firsts for me.

It’s going to start off with me leaving my current position at the bank to move to a new position in a competing bank. It’s also going to be me uprooting from everything I am comfortable with. I mean, I only worked there 1 month short of a whole year but that was enough time to really make me fall in love with the company, my team, and dare I say it, my managers as well.

They’re not my colleagues but my family.

They’re friends that I would pain me deeply if I lost connection with them.

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Over the past two weeks, I’ve been in a mood.

A mood where I couldn’t care about anything including school, books, and anything that dealt with lots of people.

While I appreciated the company of a good friend and a good wholesome conversation with said friend, I found the people surrounding me to be too noisy. Too loud. Too much.

Their voices were like bees, constantly buzzing at my ears, trailing in the skies in zig-zag motions. And no matter how much I hated them following me, I couldn’t stop it because they were there at places I needed to be.

Yesterday, I went for a walk because I was too fed up about people near me. I like to add that they were strangers. They weren’t friends of mine that I’ve suddenly grown tired of (although I would like to also add that friends or acquaintances annoyed me too but just not at that moment). I got up from where I was seated in a dusty dimly lit cafeteria hall in my university that uncannily resembled a high school built in the late 70’s and walked out into the wet weather the last day of March had to offer.

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Too Tired.

It is recommended to get 8 hours of sleep each day.

They probably meant 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep. 8 hours of continuous sleep where you’re swept up in dreamland and you’re just…sleeping.

But like most of us, I don’t get 8 hours of sleep. I try to but when the Vine app is calling my name or Netflix is telling me that I only have 3 seasons of The Office before I finish the show, it’s hard to ignore their voices. For the past two days, I’ve gotten probably 10 hours of sleep in total.

That’s 5 hours of sleep for those who don’t want to do the simple math.

Or that’s 6 hours of sleep I should have gotten but I didn’t.

That’s 3 hours of lost sleep each day.

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Why I Quit Tumblr…

I’m 100% sure nobody on here knows who I am and where I’m from.

I mean, you guys will know about my name, my age, which city/province I live in, and how I look like from my bio but you guys don’t know more than that. There are personal things I’m not able to share on my blog because WordPress restricts the idea of random posting. By random posting, I mean thoughtless text posts on what I’m thinking at the moment or just things that are not related to my normal blogging routines.

And I get that it’s my blog and I can do what I want but somehow it feels so different from Tumblr.

If you have a Tumblr, you might agree with me. Tumblr tends to not have much of a structure. There is more content and it’s easier to share such content. With WordPress, posts are limited to the views of your followers and sometimes, the odd viewers searching the tags. But with Tumblr, content is constantly reblogged(shared) across blogs on dashboards. It’s quick. It’s easy. It’s just one click.

You might be wondering now why this post if I liked Tumblr so much. Why did I quit? What was so awful that you decided that enough was enough and you needed to leave?

It’s nothing dramatic.

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