as i stepped into my room, i looked around....all i see is a big mess; just like my life now.
thought's a mess, career's a mess, love life's a mess...
sometimes i just wish i had special powers to make all the mess disappear.
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anyway, news of the day is that Terence has tendered to leave Hotstuff.
which got me wondering, if i had stayed, would i have had the chance to become editor?
seriously speaking, as much fun as I am having now with the travelling, the extra time, and most importantly, the money, i really miss my old job.
miss the launches, miss the gang, miss being in the know, miss rushing for deadlines, miss having my opinion count, miss the satisfaction of seeing your hard work being published every month.
there's no job satisfaction with my job now, only the money at the end of the month.
i miss the Hotstuff gang, the friendly banter, the freedom to sing loudly at the top of my voice in office when i feel like it, to wear what i want, to change my hair color every three months...
i miss having a goal.
with everything that's going on now, i feel so empty inside lor.
what's my purpose?
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