i did it. i finally quit my job.
i’ve come to a conclusion. i can’t live a routine. every 9 to 6 job makes me feel like i’m murdering my youth.
i feel like i have so much energy pulsating inside me – like gas molecules in a can of Coke after you shake it; waiting to burst like fireworks but die again and again because you don’t wanna pull the can’s tab.
it’s time for me to leave this safe zone and do something more fulfilling and upbeat.
this 365 days of working here, i discovered things i never thought i could do. i’ve basically absorbed everything the company can offer me; now it’s time to start this symbiosis at a new place.
i shall end this post with a picture of a clowny Kelvin aka Kelp. honestly, what i treasure most is the chance to know my colleagues who are now my good friends. ♥
i am now a free soul. this is the real me, dad. i hope i finally proved to you that i am capable of doing a 9-6 job, but i just don’t want it.
my time is running. if i don’t do what i want to do now, when will i ever have the chance to do it? (: