Jaded Soulja

Its been more than 3 years now that ive been on this company and the thought of changing job has come to mind more often lately. This happened when? I dont know. Just that lately the idea has become so distressing that it started to influence the way i act. I think, i've even started to be more vocal on the idea.The thing is when im getting tired of doing something? I actually am. So is it time?, well, I think it is. But wait, here's the catch, Im off for another promotion in a few weeks.

My 5 year plan before i started working was to get to as many jobs as i possibly can, get as much experience and at the same time staying low profile and still enjoy the fruits of my so called corporate earning. But, most importantly staying intact to the ethical and moral standards ive set to myself. Well, I did for a couple of months when i started job hopping back in December of 2001. Ive been with two jobs in a span of 3 months. First one is the shortest one being 1 week as a telemarketer, bugging Brit households for a vacation package. The pay was great but this just wasnt the idea of a job that i had in mind then. The other 2 and a half months I did some video post production works (video editor) with a small production firm, so much for hanging out too much i guess on "manong jay's" shop back in college and the gangs were all learned technically on doing this so i thought maybe it was my turn too. So when MB asked me to send my resumé i just thought, why not. So I did, but my training sucks. In fact there was hardly even a training. It would have been better if they sort of like had me apprenticing first. I dreaded the experience, knowing nothing of what im doing exactly and facing clients trying to project that im an expert when in truth i was just a dumbass metering the time so i could burn up their production money. No offense to MB though, i just apologized for leaving so soon and still tried to squeezed out some professionalism and still bank out on our friendship which was the most important thing. But it wasnt all that bad, I loved Manila (the city) when i was working with them, and that deserves a good story too write about one of these days. Just reminded me of how much i missed that city.

And then just after 2 weeks, I got this job on this company that Im in now. With a bus trip headache and a pocketful of hangover on the interview day. They just told me to come back the next day for my training, just like that. Fast forward 3 years to the year 2005.

Present day. The kinda dilemna that ive dug myself in, being the always uncertain kind of me, I find myself getting tired of this long stint. So much of a 5 year plan that was, which turned out to be just one of those" trip" you have after experimenting on some herbs, alcohol and good food. It was still a good plan, just that i forgot about it. Im currently an assistant account supervisor. Job description: does supervisorial tasks but not quite a supervisor yet since you still do entry level employee jobs. i just hate kissing ass just for the sake of just kissing ass. not the ass kissing where you kiss Jessica Simpsons ass kind of way coz i think i like that, but the one where you suck up to all the fat-ass-bosses who slave drive you til you wilt to dry kind of way. And look where it brought me too. higher on the food chain but not that high enough to save your head from getting cut for a malaysian exotic cuisine. Maybe i need a sabbatical from the corporate jungle. just freshen myself up and go back to the world that i know how to live into. Maybe I need to reboot my mind from all of the unneeded data's that's just filling me up right now. I dont want more money, I made it having just some with no debts, but now that i have more it has almost equalled the debt I rack up. I just want a warm bed at night, a good three meal a day, and a cool breeze for my afternoon siesta. Maybe I need to think more of whats important like friends, books, travelling and family.

Maybe I need to think more about living than just making a living...