I've got 11 months left

Start to think...

Maybe I don't belong in here.
Maybe I'll get out 11 months from now (I even smile when I notice that I have 11 months left, rather than 12, Hahahah...)

Start to realize..

I like the balancing things.
I'm happy when I have time for my self, my family and my friends
The unhappiest things in the world would be: lacking of memorable moment with those I love the most.
I'm not a material girl, I exactly know that money can't buy happiness.

Now I know,

That I'm not thankful enough for what i've got in the past. My last job, doesn't provide me with the career path, but they give me the best moment in my life, and meet me with the most gergous boss in the world and funniest co-work.

When I drop this job,
I'll seek for a job that giving me emotional stabilizer. That giving me much laugh and smile.
Maybe I'll be a playground teacher.
I'll be anywhere in local company.
Some kind of job that giving me less stress.
So I able to put my full attention to my boyfriend, family and friend.

Counting the days to get out from here.