it's almost the end of april, but it doesn't feel like it. raining in the middle of summer? must be global warming. i haven't even set foot on any beach this summer, and it's already flooding in makati. haha.
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i don't know if it's my sadistic side trying to come out, but i miss, in a twisted way, stress. say what?! maybe i was so used to having stress for breakfast, lunch and dinner for four and a half years that it's taking a while to get it out of my system. i am not so sure if miss is the perfect term, and i don't know what kind of stress i actually miss, or what kind of person i am to be missing stress (haha!). i still sleep late, but only because i spend way too much time on the internet. i no longer dream of my clients' account numbers or the 3270 black screen. no more sudden rude realizations about a task i had to do but forgot and have an automatic panic attack because it's a saturday and there's nothing i can really do about it until monday. ( <-- now this is funny..) i don't hear the L150 reading checks or that override request buzz in my head anymore. i am so much better off at my new work now, even if i'm only almost three months in. i am still bitter about my former job, though. it's been taking me FOREVER to call up HR. gahd. and everytime i visit the bank, i still feel a bit of tension only because i hated (more like: hated with a passion) my time (prison?) there. it just takes time, i guess. hopefully, i'll look back on my banking career and have a good laugh.. because right now, it feels like i have been scarred for life.
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i don't know if it's my sadistic side trying to come out, but i miss, in a twisted way, stress. say what?! maybe i was so used to having stress for breakfast, lunch and dinner for four and a half years that it's taking a while to get it out of my system. i am not so sure if miss is the perfect term, and i don't know what kind of stress i actually miss, or what kind of person i am to be missing stress (haha!). i still sleep late, but only because i spend way too much time on the internet. i no longer dream of my clients' account numbers or the 3270 black screen. no more sudden rude realizations about a task i had to do but forgot and have an automatic panic attack because it's a saturday and there's nothing i can really do about it until monday. ( <-- now this is funny..) i don't hear the L150 reading checks or that override request buzz in my head anymore. i am so much better off at my new work now, even if i'm only almost three months in. i am still bitter about my former job, though. it's been taking me FOREVER to call up HR. gahd. and everytime i visit the bank, i still feel a bit of tension only because i hated (more like: hated with a passion) my time (prison?) there. it just takes time, i guess. hopefully, i'll look back on my banking career and have a good laugh.. because right now, it feels like i have been scarred for life.
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