Mizz Erna

Ha. I thought I was just joking the other the day about going to the Philippines in the near future. It might just turn out to be true. And I might not have to win the lottery OR scale down to 70 pounds. Playing hooky from work again, I finally had a talk with Mom about how unhappy I've been at my job. She hasn't been very supportive about my thoughts on quitting. Apparently my financial help was more important than I realized. I also realized they had no idea why it was that I was so unhappy where I am. Anyways, I gave her a clue, and ha, I still don't know what I'm gonna do. What do you know. I typed out my letter of resignation today. I'll bring it with me to work tomorrow, though I seriously doubt I'll have the guts to submit it. The 'rents are apparently cool with me leaving in December, since school will start in late January, and one month off is not as daunting as 2-3 months without an income. I don't know. I want to be out by November. But I'm glad they're a bit more supportive, coz I've really hated resenting them for where I'm at right now. At the same time, I feel so stupid for worrying about relatively trivial things like my personal sanity. Ewan ko ba. Feeling emotionally stuck and paralyzed is never a party even when it seems the whole world is feeling the same.