rejected but not broken

out. im out. of my job.

mea culpa. mea culpa. mea culpa.

i screwed up.

but just as i wrote before, if they don't want to take a chance me, that'll be too bad but i won't beg on my knees either.

the surprising truth is, im not even that sorry that im leaving. not that i don't have great memories there nor that i won't be missing the amazing friends i found there. i will forever treasure my awesome experiences and the fabulous people who made my freshmen year in the mentoring side of the academe fantastically great.

but you see, that place wasn't all it's cracked up to be.

they didn't see beyond the mask. they didn't see the unhappiness i brought with me evryday to school.

how could i do my job? i wasn't waking up happy and excited about it. i was just doing what's required of me there. i didn't feel appreciated for giving my best shot either.

for others, inefficiency in thier work makes them unhappy.

for me, my unhapppiness in my work made me inefficient.

now, i look forward to a life better than this. im applying for places that would appreciate me for the efforts i give.

im may have been rejected, but im not broken.