20 November 2007

Tired and Disappointed at Myself
Rant About Work

I am not sure now if I really wanted this - to be in this position at work. Yes, I am not taking in calls but I do more than that. This work is the type where even after my 9-hour shift, I still bring work home. I am already so tired and exhausted I want to quit. But quitting is too late. I am almost half-way the duration of the project that stopping is not an option.
The sad part is, no ones seems to appreciate my effort. I admit, last year was a lot better when it was handled by a real team leader (TL). But I am only an agent. How I wish I can make that an excuse. The success of the project depends on me...or at least half of it.
Earlier one of my colleague commented on the job I am doing. He said he could not feel the Christmas peak comparing it to last year's. The sad part is, two other people agreed. Although they may say that they were just joking, I was really hurt because I know they are right. I could not look at them as they talk about how lousy I do my job.
Now I feel so low and disappointed at myself for not meeting their expectations. I am bound by a lot of factors but I can not make that an excuse as well. They will not listen, they will not understand.
I am off again to Divisoria later after my shift for the souvenirs. I am so tired... so tired...


  • I understand. Sometimes, work just sucks. But then, this too shall pass. :)

    By Blogger galenlondeien, at 7:15 AM  

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I am a frustrated artist who finds refuge in bitterness and solitude. Angst is what I speak and love is what I hide. I never want to be seen naked for in nakedness there is truth and truth I am afraid of. Reality never seems to be fair, life in fact is iniquitous.

I like to put up a facade like a masked man in a party. I like to exude and air of mystery and fear. For in fear I earn respect and respect I treasure.

I like to play God once in a while, controlling the people who surround me. I love to twist emotions and bring out the insides.

I have found love but it left me suddenly for reasons until now I do not understand. He pierced right through everything that is me and left a broken arrow in my heart. But I let that happen because I loved him so sincerely. If there was a time I really loved someone, it would be that time. He rocked my world; sadly, he rocked me to my death.


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