work life.. sucks..?!

Lame... lame day… I wish I’m at home rite now. Enjoying Haunted by Kelley Armstrong on my bed, with a cup of Palas Tea on the bedside table. *…sigh…*. My contract has been extended for the next three months. Three months to clear whatever left to be done, and to start the hand over process. At this point o’ time, I don’t have any intention to stay longer in this department.
Why? Because of the pay? Nahh... I’m being paid more than I should earn actually... it’s not that much, but for the work I did, it is a lot. Not that I’m not thankful to Allah or what, but I can’t find passion in this job. I didn’t wake up in the morning, feeling zealous to go to work. There were even numerous times I dragged myself to work. The only time I enjoyed for the whole day was to be behind the wheels (still waiting for that car to evolve into Volvo XC90), and lunch time. Others; are considered as torture.
Once in a while I’ll refreshed myself by going away on holidays, plant new seed towards work life inside myself. To be a better worker to have a higher level of motivation. Did the seed ever grow fruitfully? Nahh… the seed don’t even get to grow out of the soil... killed by apes who came to work just to “goyang their telur”!!! taking name from somebody else’s efforts, kissing boss’s ass the whole day, take ciggie breaksssssssssss… you name it.. By end of the month they are being paid as much as I am, and some even more… *…sigh…*.
Daanngg.. I really gotta get out from this place! It’s killin me & my conscience day after day…
so, why did i stayed for the whole time?
the reasons i stayed... having dinner parties after work...









oversea trip...









free satellite tv services... dental & medical covered... hmm.. guess, one day, all this must come to an end... one day.. when i'm ready to let go..