Lonely Moments
Sunday night; in my air-conditioned room; lying down, getting up, lying down, getting up; dreading the coming work week; seems like a weekly routine.
One month into my career and I’m tired. Things I dread doing, people I dread facing. Familiarity is good, but dull. Sparks are missing. Nothing to look forward to. I wonder if I should regret my decision in staying on. But I’m one who refuses to regret.
The environment is good for the things I want to pursue; degree, driving, misc activites which I’m procrastinating to get down to do. But somehow, I’m just getting bored and tired of the same old things I have to face; people whining about their lives, job and superior, people taking advantage of my casual nature, people who are constantly asking the same old questions (to which I have to answer again and again), people who don’t know what privacy is, people who don’t know what manners are, people who enjoy being a notch above the rest.
I think I might be happier in my job without having to interact with anybody at all. Stay in my own cubicle, do what’s written in my job scope (and nothing more) and not be bothered about other on-goings in the office. Reach work on time, knock-off on time. Simple. Easy. Sweet.
Yea, right. I’ll prolly end up whining about how boring life is.
Gosh. I just need some space. I don’t wish to be involved in the many projects my office is handling. I don’t wish to hear about how badly the superior is treating you or how busy you are without your self-appointed assistant or how unhelpful or uncooperative the other people are to you. Just don’t bug me!!!!!!!
I’m whining probably because I’m lonely. There are many times I enjoy being alone. This isn’t one of them. This is just the very few times where I just wish there’s someone beside me for comfort, for support. The One hasn’t appear. It seems that The One will never appear. At least, I can’t see or feel any right now.
I should just sleep. Sleep and everything will go away…
until the alarm starts ringing…
