Wednesday, January 15, 2014

15 January 2014, 9.30pm

I remember vaguely that I was once said to be a workaholic. When was it? It seems so long ago.. That I can't recall...

I'm really feeling stagnant in this job. And the recent meet up with Daniel, he too thinks that there's no room for me to grow. It's my boss's retirement job but it's a risk to my portfolio. 

But I know I need to stick to this job because my studies is starting. I'm losing (or I have lost) the passion and motivation at work. Where's the sense of achievement upon getting things done? Where's the push of planning new things and activities in the mall? Am I losing it or the environment has caused me this?

Is it wise to continue here? 

hazel, with love~

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