After working for approximately 1 month, I realize that I don’t like office work. Nine hours per day spent at office really is not worth it. I do almost nothing at office, just like what the previous post explains. I quitted and go back home, planning something else. Something that I have been dreaming to do since I’m small. It’s creating weird applications!
I know, for some people, I may sound like stupid. I got a job easily, yet I quit not long after I enrolled. Well, I value time more than money. Time can bring money, but money can never bring the time back. I could have gotten enough money for living if I had stayed on my job. But then, how long do I have to wait till my dreams come true? When I have the money to do so? I may die anytime. If I don’t die pursuing my dreams, I would die in vain.
For almost 20 years of living, I have been living as a yes-man. I do whatever people expected me to do. I follow orders. I avoid conflict. I hide my feelings. If I continue being so, I will live, just live, but I will not live my own life. I wouldn’t be able to write my own story. Almost 22 years my life story was written by other people. From now on, I’m going to write it myself. Whether it’s right or wrong, I don’t care anymore.
“Bad decisions make great stories.”