I Got My First Job
January 28, 2009
1:30 am
When I was still a bum, I was wondering how it will feel to have my first job. When I thought about it, I would always imagine myself jumping for joy and telling everyone about my job. You know, just like an excited six-year old who found out she’s going to the carnival.
But then I got my first job. I was hired, but I didn’t feel like how a kid would had she been told she’s going to ride the ferris wheel.
It was more of indifference on my part.
There were no butterflies in my stomach, no music playing in the air, no rainbow colors everywhere. Just me and the HR telling me I’m hired.
So I go home, wondering why when something right is happening, there I am, feeling something wrong.
I wasn’t excited about it. I wasn’t actually looking forward to it, and much more, this whole new job thing took me away from my first love which is writing.
For a week now, I haven’t written anything, I haven’t started the 12th chapter of my novel, and though I’ve tried, it wasn’t good enough.
All of a sudden, I got a job and lost everything: my passion to write, my excitement towards my novel, my drive to finish what I’ve started, my dream of becoming the next big thing. Everything was compromised and I’m left, feeling burned out.
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