For the past months, I have been thinking that working in the hotel was such a waste of time. I wasn't pursuing what I loved doing all because of paperworks, interviews and endless ironic dicussions with some department heads. I hated it. I hated every moment I'd look at my computer and check on the hiring status of the new hotel. It sucks having to sit in front of pc or having to ask both intellectual and behavioral questions to strangers I am not even a wee bit interested in. I would often ask myself why the heck am I staying there and it all boils down to this answer: I just want to help. I want to have a positive effect on people.

Being in HR sucks. There's almost no room for mistake but it feels good whenever I get to add value to the people I work with. I know I can still be an instrument of God even if I switch careers but something keeps holding me back.

I know I'll be leaving these good people soon. I'm already taking concrete actions to pursue my passion. I've deprived myself of it and now I want to make up for the years I've tried to bury what truly defines me.


anyway.. sharing a message from a friend.


Friend April 25 at 7:11pm