Few days ago, I almost wanted to swear at my boss and say I freaking quit and slam her door. Of course, I kept all inside of myself. The thought of it make me more and more clear of what I don't want. With my health taking a toll on this in a serious way, I officially submitted a transfer. Hopfully the consequence of it would not be retaliation. I mean work has been pretty miserable in the past month. I am not sure how long I can keep myself calm. Sooner or later, I will explode and it ain't pretty at all. I been asking myself "what did I accomplish at work in the past 8 years?". My mind draws a blank. However, I do know one thing for sure. I do not want to work there in the next 8 years of my life.
Quote of the day: Three things you cannot recover in life; the WORD after it’s said, the MOMENT after it’s missed and the TIME after it’s gone. Be Careful!