looking back
i wrote this September 23rd last year.
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i felt like grinning in such irony, sitting in the middle of a boring meeting, in one of those feel-important, let’s-save-the-world-and-profit-at-the-same-time, your-inputs-are-highly-appreciated kind of meetings, planning how to feed the world more cavities and malnutrition pretending that this was as serious as stopping the world from going into a nuclear war.
i inwardly laughed at how serious the presenter was in tackling the issue of declining market shares and how to ruthlessly win back lost territory with strategies that would surely make the enemy go into meltdown. and this is a war that is never going to be fought in any desolate region on the face of the earth, but in every household with a TV, in the supermarket, and on the roads where billboards are sprouting up like weed.
It was a biting wit that refused to let go of me; in the past couple of months it has been creeping into my consciousness until I couldn’t ignore it anymore. This was not my dream. This was not what I signed up for. Don’t get me wrong, I do like my job. but the significance of it has entirely been lost on me. im still trying to figure out where I will be able to find that worth.
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i still feel the same. somebody save me. sniff.
August 21st, 2007 at 10:00 am
i would if i could ris. but we’re on the same boat and it’s sinking fast! waaaah!
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August 22nd, 2007 at 4:17 pm
can i just say…
waaaah! *sigh*
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August 23rd, 2007 at 8:37 pm
i remember last year when i told my mom i wanted to resign (yet again) from my job. it all just felt so pointless, and i was bored out of my mind. she told me to think of my job as a way of blessing people around me. through this job, my family was blessed, nakakatulong ako hindi lang sa sarili ko, pati na rin sa ibang tao. i can’t say that helped me put the situation totally in perspective, but i did put off my resignation until i was really ready for it.
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