The End.

I'm officially out of the job. Which brings me to the end of my non-legal career. Lovely. My leaving was voluntary, though. Earlier than expected. I have to say that I'm quite sad that I left without "things" being settled or my task being accomplished. In those aspects, I felt that I "failed". But definitely at least one good thing came out from my work experience in that company: I got my self-confidence back. I came to the job pretty sad and so much aloof and quiet, I'm coming out of it still quiet and aloof. But not sad anymore. If I didn't pass the bar I would have left without even informing the boss. But I did, and over the last few weeks I was faced with the dilemma on whether I should stay at my current job while looking for work or start job hunting full time at the risk of losing funds again. I chose the latter.

I really thought it was time to leave. As my boss said, I'm bigger than my job. I truly believe that. The only thing that was good about my last day is that I was able to talk with the boss briefly about what's in store for me. And for him I'm truly grateful, and to the associate editor who took a chance of hiring me under the circumstances. I would have loved to stay, but as fate would have allowed it (finally), the job is not for me anymore. Good luck to the new case digest specialist.