Today, I have realized a lot of ironies going on in my life.

I have had a wonderful-paying job as a starter at some insurance company, and when I was about to get regularized, I blew it. I earned a lot of savings from that job as I kept whining about how boring and unfulfilling my job was, but up to now I am still longing for those monetary benefits.

I left that “unfulfilling” job because I have dreamt to become a bank teller, and so I became one. Two months tops, I left the job because of reasons. Well, some of my reasons really are valid and most of what’s left are stupid. Up until now I’d still want what bank tellers do.

Now, I am an agency hired personnel working in a financial government institution who gets her contract renewed over and over again. No good pay. No super bonuses. just 13-month pay and a grocery allowance which only occur twice a year. And the saddest of them all, slow-or-not-at-all regularization. Can you imagine this irony? I have had it all and I messed it all up. It’s even hard for me to leave my job because I love what I am doing and there’s a really great bond between workmates and it’s not everyday that you find those in a work place. You really can’t have it all, can you?