these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Im loving my new job as an agent. Been 6 years since I’ve been one. I actually love the fact that I just go to work, sit there, take calls. I really don’t know where this is going to lead but I don’t see myself staying or making a career out of this job though. At least not anymore. Less responsibility, less pay. That always equates to it. My pay aint that bad for an agent since its higher than the usual offers with other companies. I even have TL friends who earns less than that considering their positions. When I see my superiors, I just give it a shrug of a shoulder and think ‘been there, done that’. Happy? I doubt. I still wanna go abroad and explore greener grass. Im just taking my time till my agency or other pending applications abroad gives me a ring. One of my agents from the center I used to manage is a colleague now. At first i felt bad cause I really don’t want anyone to see me at this point in my life of starting over again, an agent. But now, I just again shrug a shoulder and think, whatever, I don’t care. Im giving it till later part of this year perhaps. I will work abroad again. For now, I may just be and agent but this job pays the bills and gets us through the day.