Sorry for posting in English. I am still working and the company laptop can only type English. I have some feelings that I would like to post on my blog to remind myself how I feel at this very moment...
Work. Work. Work.
I have never really liked my job. I know how to do my job and I am really good at it. Having a job is great, especially during this economy. It pays the bills. However, everyday, little by little, I feel like I am losing myself. I get paid but I feel empty inside. Life is too short to spend 8 to 10 hours on something you don't truely enjoy. It excites me to see my friend, Tony, actually quitted his job and started on building a company from strach. It's hard work, for sure. But he is persuing his dream. No more stupid time sheets. No more boring administration works. No more stress over the new features in the software. All those little things will be replaced by the excitement of building your own dream. Maybe it's always in my blood. Someday, I will build something that belongs to me. That's a promise to myself.