Chasing for the BEST

Many times, my family expressed their low opinion of what I do, or maybe, their low opinion of me. I feel it whenever they turn a half ear when I am sharing about something that they might appreciate, but turned out to be just one of the nonsense I seem to always feed them. I feel it whenever they just go to the corner discuss something as if I am an imbecile. I am beginning to think that coming here in this place is a big mistake. I am sinking fast...my morale is sinking fast.

But then again, I thought, would I rather discuss with them how Google analytics work to make websites get top ranks whenever somebody uses major search engines like google, yahoo and aol? Should I discuss with them that search engine optimization is the holy grail of small businesses, particularly those that managed to earn millions of revenues in just one year? Should I discuss how to make the best tags to make any blog or website searchable and practically accessible to the people who matter? Should I discuss with them how link backs earn more readerships for PR sites, potential clients for company websites as well as how blogs turn out to be simplest yet most effective way of saving company millions of dollars in advertising-in achieving the same results-money money money? Will that make what I do more acceptable?

Yeah right they are the smart ones, that their job is the BEST, but that doesn't mean that that's what's best FOR ME.

Procrastinate

Okay, I admit that most of the time, I am full of conceit especially when it comes to work. What can I do, I just give it my all and that makes me confident about the quality of what I have accomplished every day. However, there are times that the assignment given to me, the topic specifically, is something that I know nothing about. What kills me is that I just don’t know how to start…or should I say…my mind refuses to ‘jumpstart’ its flow of creative ideas. I don’t know how to make my attack, especially when the topic is something that is really far from my interests. But time and time again, assignments like this seem like a call for me to go out of my comfort zone. It is a call for growth. Sometimes, when you get used to dealing with things that are familiar, you get to miss out all of the challenges that comes with writing. So I suppose this is a call for a sort of growth, in terms of my writing skills. Oh boy I hope I can finish them today. so much for growth…argh!

When injustive falls

it saddens me that everybody is moving out of the circle that we all used to share. what a nightmare this day is. it pains me to even say anything about the issue here in the office, but i know that everything will fall into place...

we all lost our job today! but this is an eye opener to me...how did i even bear with this thankless job? i put my sweat and blood doing everything that needs to be done. I complied with everything, i stood long hours...and yet. this is just the perfect ending right?

what i realized is that, in a working arena, keeping jobs is like playing chess. not because of the game itself, but because people are treated as these chips of wood whose fates can be controlled and whose bodies can be played around..

i hate when BIG people take control and play with us, SMALL people...i just hate the injustice and disrespect. I cannot think of a day being in their shoes. My conscience will be torn into pieces...i am emotional right now, yeah right...but it in a matter of time, i know i will and i can get over this. i can rise again from this vicious fall.

these people can strip me off my job, but they can never put down my spirit. my pity goes to them, to the people hanging on to their jobs...that in any minute...everything could snap off.

i am too angry i cannot breathe...i am just depressed...