I assure you my head would expload.

Of course, yesterday I got called into another office to talk to another one of the higher ups. "We'd really miss you if you go," he said. "Is there any specific reason why you want to leave?"

"No," I said. "Well... no. I just want to do some traveling, work on some school stuff (half-truth), but mostly I just feel like... it's time to move on."

"Well, we'd like you to reconsider. We can offer you better pay, and if you feel like you want to take some time off, a couple weeks or something, that's fine too. You can come in when you want to, but depending on how many hours you would work would be how much pay you get. You've been very beneficial to the company."

"Oh... well..." I mumbled. "I dunno. I'll have to think about it, I guess."

Truth be told, there is no thinking involved. I don't want to stay there. At all. And them doing this is not only making me feel (stupidly) pretty guilty, but HOLY CRAP HAI THX FOR KISSING MY BUTT. Woowww. All egotistical-ness aside, the department I'm in is going to freaking crumble when I leave. It's that bad. But I'm still going to feel like a horrible person when I turn them down, but that's the way I am and I kind of hate myself for it. Ugh.


I can't stop listening to "Dream On" and "I Feel You" by the freaking Depeche Mode omgljasl;dkfjalskjdfa;jsfk.