Here we are again at the end of the year. Looking back to what I’ve been through this year, I could tell this hasn’t been my proudest year so far. Not very much depending on my wee hindsight, I could just recap my whole year as fleeting for the first half, and unproductively moribund for the other half.=P.. Well, I’m sure it happens for a reason *almost sarcastic* and being more patient is a case in point. *sarcastic* In fact, I am a very patient person now *clearly sarcastic*. =P
Sorry for the melodramatic introduction =P, but I’m serious about how things happen for a reason and all, I think they do. As painful as it is, I just wish things could have gone a little differently. But who am I to say anyway. If anything, it is with more regrets and less blaming of what I’ve learnt this year. I think this is what life is all about. We’re always still learning.
Other than that, I think I’ve changed for the better. I’ve learnt from work. Learnt about how people are not just ‘people’ the way I used to think they are. In fact, they are the apparently-deeper-than-that people, the 50-year-old-acting-like-13 kind of people, or the people that you work your ass off just to be a part of, unlike the ones that’s perfectly provided and sent to your rescue back at school.
Well, I can tell my life’s solely compartmentalized to three simple categories for now. Family, friends, and work. Maybe I’m wrong, but I was such a naïve kid to think that I could actually find real friends at work during my first three months. My relationships have been good, but apparently, work is just work. And colleagues are just colleagues. They are the ones you have lunch with, or sometimes go shopping with, but at times it seems like every thing’s on cue and that’s just an arrangement founded in a working environment. I couldn’t help but wonder, could we really befriend the people at work? Or are you currently thinking “that’s a hell of a way to look at things”?
I’ve had several new friends this time around. People traipse in and things happen so quickly I have to step back far enough to take in the whole picture. Anyhow, I like the company. If things happen for a reason, or maybe reasons, I think this is one good reason I truly thank for. I wouldn’t have known them if I left in September. I’m just grateful.
Sorry for the melodramatic introduction =P, but I’m serious about how things happen for a reason and all, I think they do. As painful as it is, I just wish things could have gone a little differently. But who am I to say anyway. If anything, it is with more regrets and less blaming of what I’ve learnt this year. I think this is what life is all about. We’re always still learning.
Other than that, I think I’ve changed for the better. I’ve learnt from work. Learnt about how people are not just ‘people’ the way I used to think they are. In fact, they are the apparently-deeper-than-that people, the 50-year-old-acting-like-13 kind of people, or the people that you work your ass off just to be a part of, unlike the ones that’s perfectly provided and sent to your rescue back at school.
Well, I can tell my life’s solely compartmentalized to three simple categories for now. Family, friends, and work. Maybe I’m wrong, but I was such a naïve kid to think that I could actually find real friends at work during my first three months. My relationships have been good, but apparently, work is just work. And colleagues are just colleagues. They are the ones you have lunch with, or sometimes go shopping with, but at times it seems like every thing’s on cue and that’s just an arrangement founded in a working environment. I couldn’t help but wonder, could we really befriend the people at work? Or are you currently thinking “that’s a hell of a way to look at things”?
I’ve had several new friends this time around. People traipse in and things happen so quickly I have to step back far enough to take in the whole picture. Anyhow, I like the company. If things happen for a reason, or maybe reasons, I think this is one good reason I truly thank for. I wouldn’t have known them if I left in September. I’m just grateful.
Family here is something I’m both sad and eager to leave. Well, let me rephrase it. Sometimes I have this ultimate meltdown whenever I think of leaving mom, pop and grandma. I always think that once I leave home, not every thing is gonna be the same when I’m back. It scares the hell out of me for not seeing them. I’ll very miss them. On the other hand, I’m just psyched by the idea of being somewhere else, live independently and break out of this two-star town. Three more months is the most I can stand being here.
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