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10 Month Itch

Published by Justine

I made up this theory called the 10 month work itch. It’s pretty straightforward, once I reach 10 months in a job, I start getting all restless and doubtful about everything.. starting from my ability, my purpose, what-if thoughts on if anything could be better, or if I would find better somethings in another place. This leads to me become demotivated, discouraged and eventually, once I’ve hit to the pit of it, wanting to quit. In all fairness, I’ve only ever been in two jobs before this one and those jobs, I did not like very much. The same can’t be said for the one I currently have right now because I actually look forward to going to work every day and doing the things I’m supposed to do. I don’t want to make that past tense.

Anyway, about the 10 month itch. I lasted 10 months during my first job because I totally lost motivation (plus I didn’t really like my boss) and felt that it wasn’t something I was cut out for. Second job was just a filler and something I took to make my mom happy or until I found something I really wanted to do; so needless to say surviving it for a year was pretty much a milestone. The last 2 months of that one year were basically spent time looking for new jobs and being really unproductive, that’s why the 10 month itch still applied.

Now for this one, it’s like there’s a tug of war in my professional mind. I love what I do, the processes in which I get involved in, I love the people I work with.. work-wise I’m in a really good place. It’s just that it’s the time of the year when things are getting crazy in the workplace, the end of the year when books are “closing”, plus we’re getting all these transition stuff and varied directions on what to do–on top of that I’m having all these confused feelings. I’ve always been positive when it comes to work. That’s one thing my parents always tell me, that at the end of the day, be glad that you have something to do that pays you. When the going gets tough, work your way into it, get your ass plowed but always come out on top and be the bigger person. So by writing all this I’m hoping to at least have a shift in my perception and go the brighter way because all this 10 month itch thinking will not help at all. The good side, besides being busy with work, December’s also going to be a that busy month with all the festivities and whatnot. So to end all this, let me just say: BRING IT ON.

Friendly Faces

Published by Justine

The other day as I was getting my coffee from the Starbucks I frequent, I somehow felt a warmer reception than usual. The baristas were smiling more genuine smiles. As I got to the order counter, a friendly-looking barista (this is the first time I see her for some reason) took my order. She was really nice and she asked where I got my iPhone case because she loved it. I asked her is it because it’s the same one Serena Van Der Woodsen uses in Gossip Girl Season 5 (I did not know this when I bought it)? Hahaha. She agreed then proceeded to ask me if I was currently watching Pretty Little Liars because the same one is also used by one of the characters of the show. I told her I’m a little bit left behind since I stopped halfway during the second season.

I felt like this girl could be my best friend or something. Not really in a bff best friend kind of way because I already have those but if we could be friends we’d be really good ones. Putting the tv show topic aside, it was one of the nicest genuine conversations I’ve had with a stranger of the same gender in a while. Or was she just doing her job? Nevertheless, it was a good point of my day and it left a good memory. It’s one of those short conversations that leave a good mark.

After getting my order the other baristas who made my coffee started calling me by, “Jus”  like, “Hi Jus, here’s your order!” “Can I see your receipt, Jus?” “Enjoy your coffee Jus, have a great day!” when usually only the people who have known me for quite a while do that to me. I wasn’t peeved by it like I usually am. I welcomed it. I don’t know what got into me that day, or what was inside that Starbucks that made it such a friendly atmosphere. It’s just those days.

Rough Days

Published by Justine

Yup, it’s another one of those asofterworld posts. You would know how much I love asofterworld if you also follow me on tumblr. The first two frames start out normal, then bam, there’s a witty and contradicting catchphrase in the last frame to conclude it.

But anyway, that’s beside the point. This week has been lackluster but after hump day Wednesday things started looking up. The good thing coming out of this is I’m starting to write on my blog more often now! Although I’m not too proud that it has been brought on by the onslaught of not-so-pretty events that are happening to me. Hence, the strip above. I’m probably being my selfish self again being all, “It’s me, me this, me that..” then I have this momentary reality check and realize that when I look around I’m not the only who feels shitty, so I take that into consideration and get on with life. It’s as simple as that.

Now that I’m feeling all positive I might abandon this blog again.. hope not!

Split Polars

Published by Justine

I’m my own worst critic. I think of the worst in a lot of situations. Many things in my life have made me think that way but it’s nice to know I still have a lot of positivity in me, it seems. But let’s focus on the negative first. Someone told me before how he wondered how I never get fazed by the worst of things.. truth is, he just doesn’t know what really goes on in my head. It’s a freaking warzone.

I like to think the choices I make result to a good return of “equal opportunity”. I learn a lot of things about myself and other people along the way but what frustrates me the most is that I hardly ever get to see results, or the end game. A lot of the things in my life are open-ended. My feelings take the top spot on that list. Right now I’m in an environment where people don’t get fazed by irrational emotions but the truth is, I do. It’s just me. Now where is this leading? I really don’t know. Is life telling me to man up and shut my face or is it making me realize that, “Damn, people are sucky in general.”

So, hello to open-endedness. More to come!