In retrospect, I think what makes it so hard for me to move on, or to change atmospheres/environment is the fact that I am the kind of person who really gets into settling down a certain place. In my native language, it's what we call namamahay. One of the reasons why I couldn't stand my work at the call center because I had to change my desk every shift. I remember when I was applying for a job with Joni's previous company, I asked her whether they had their own desks and their own computers at work. It means that much to me, I'm weird that way (I'm pretty sure Joni thought so, too, lol). I'm that way with people too. Once I find a person that I like, it takes years to shake me off. The fact that I still go to the same dentist after 10 years (even if I had to go all the way to Caloocan to see her) is a proof of this claim. My dentist said I was one-track minded.
(It's a bit long, so I cut it for ya. Click on.)
