So this it's what it's like. To have no control over your destiny. No freedom of choice. To have the next phase of your life decided for you and your own vote is not taken to account. If only I did this, if only I did that, what have I done wrong, questions self quizzed that can never be answered anyway. The long fateful walk the Jews took out of Germany when the Nazis took their belongings, land and pride.
As is mine. I shall never be looked at with respect anywhere in the near future. All because the road to a better place was never opened up for me. Did I have the characteristics to survive? I bloody thought I had. Do I have the want? Definitely. Plus the incentives were attractive. Alas, I can only dream of such a place. With little resources I have, the long walk to freedom shall be tough. As I count the days, ration my resources, my heart will bleed with envy at the thought of other friends taking the better route.
What does a man equipped with the knowledge of medicine do? He does not receive the respect he deserves. So he heals, cleans up the wounds of the fallen and when they're fixed enough they walk off with a huff, never even muttering a word of thanks, when all these while they groaned in pain the man with the knowledge of medicine patches them up. They will forget. They will never apprecieate the toil of the man with the knowledge of medicine.
And thus begins, the long, sad road to freedom.
As is mine. I shall never be looked at with respect anywhere in the near future. All because the road to a better place was never opened up for me. Did I have the characteristics to survive? I bloody thought I had. Do I have the want? Definitely. Plus the incentives were attractive. Alas, I can only dream of such a place. With little resources I have, the long walk to freedom shall be tough. As I count the days, ration my resources, my heart will bleed with envy at the thought of other friends taking the better route.
What does a man equipped with the knowledge of medicine do? He does not receive the respect he deserves. So he heals, cleans up the wounds of the fallen and when they're fixed enough they walk off with a huff, never even muttering a word of thanks, when all these while they groaned in pain the man with the knowledge of medicine patches them up. They will forget. They will never apprecieate the toil of the man with the knowledge of medicine.
And thus begins, the long, sad road to freedom.
Recently I was approached by a salesman, early fifties, I think, and he wanted to sell me a pen. According to him it was for some donation for a certain charity which I'm not even so sure of. It cost me $2. Reasonable, considering that I donate around the same during ny fund-raising events(if I'm approached).
However, he was quite pushy. I hate that. He approached me without even questioning if I WANT to buy a pen in the first place. Look, if you're selling a pen, you're selling a pen. No need to ramble on about some charity that I do not even know of and leave me clueless as to what went on for the past 5 minutes you talked to me. He went on and on about the charity, and seriously, I did not catch a single thing he said.
So I gave him the cash. So that he would go away. Yes, so that he could go away. What else would a guy blasting his ipod waiting for his friends' want? Obviously to be left alone and for his friends' to come.
I have no problems in giving away cash for donation. But please, do not sell me a pen again. I will always misplace them. And do not be so pushy, talk too much and leave me with no clue on whoever's receiving my help, not that I care but since you take the time off to explain, I might as well have an idea.
Oh well.. I still prefer the tin and sticker method.
However, he was quite pushy. I hate that. He approached me without even questioning if I WANT to buy a pen in the first place. Look, if you're selling a pen, you're selling a pen. No need to ramble on about some charity that I do not even know of and leave me clueless as to what went on for the past 5 minutes you talked to me. He went on and on about the charity, and seriously, I did not catch a single thing he said.
So I gave him the cash. So that he would go away. Yes, so that he could go away. What else would a guy blasting his ipod waiting for his friends' want? Obviously to be left alone and for his friends' to come.
I have no problems in giving away cash for donation. But please, do not sell me a pen again. I will always misplace them. And do not be so pushy, talk too much and leave me with no clue on whoever's receiving my help, not that I care but since you take the time off to explain, I might as well have an idea.
Oh well.. I still prefer the tin and sticker method.
Today was the day I behaved like a pig. Woke up late and basically ate and became a couch potato. Not the ideal way to train for a marathon. What's the big deal? One day of not excercising decreases your fitness by 5 percent. I can do one less pull up now after several days of not excercising.
Okay so why the nag over excercise? Westerners feel that one of the things in life to invest on, is excercise. See, smart people who invest and earn money and at the same time gain a healthy body. Asians, I feel, have a long way to go but have slowly caught up with the idea. I was once telling my ex-colleague about the importance of excercise when a caucasian mother and daughter walked past. She remarked on how the mother was still looking as young as her daughter. Coincidentally, an Indian lady was pushing her mum on a wheelchair.Forget the wheelchair. Her mum wasn't looking in the best shape either. From where we were standing, it looked funny that such an incident happened to support my stance.
Thus people, a simple 30 min jog a day would do wonders for your body, even mind. You do not have to go to an expensive gym or have a personal trainer. And one more thing. If i ever be a pig again, quote this blog to me yea....
Okay so why the nag over excercise? Westerners feel that one of the things in life to invest on, is excercise. See, smart people who invest and earn money and at the same time gain a healthy body. Asians, I feel, have a long way to go but have slowly caught up with the idea. I was once telling my ex-colleague about the importance of excercise when a caucasian mother and daughter walked past. She remarked on how the mother was still looking as young as her daughter. Coincidentally, an Indian lady was pushing her mum on a wheelchair.Forget the wheelchair. Her mum wasn't looking in the best shape either. From where we were standing, it looked funny that such an incident happened to support my stance.
Thus people, a simple 30 min jog a day would do wonders for your body, even mind. You do not have to go to an expensive gym or have a personal trainer. And one more thing. If i ever be a pig again, quote this blog to me yea....
Stop and count the things in life that were forced upon you. Things that you do not want to pay for but somehow have to fork out the extra cash to pay for it. Right now, 2 things in life form the unneccesary needs on my list.
Insurance. We all know that insurance covers us for any mishaps(touch wood) that happen. Thus while serving my National Service I actually have to pay for insurance every month. Say nothing happens to me or the duration of 2 years. Then I would have wasted all that money on the insurance that I have paid for. Oh well, I guess we are all paranoid.
Thank you for subscribing to .. magazine. The subscription fee will be deducted from your allowance each month. I don't remember giving a verbal or written agreement to endorse a subscription of a certain magazine to my hands(maybe I did it drunk but again, I do not remember getting drunk on any occasion. Unless I got horribly drunk and thus do not remember getting drunk. Do I even make sense?). So, yours truly sits here wondering if the subscription here can be terminated.
And of course. Membership card. "Sir if you spend another dollar you would be entitled to a free membership card of a life time". And then you discover that that is the last time you ever shop, dine or frequent that place. I call myself a business prospect yet I do not cut the corners whenever I need to. Someone control my spending! So there you have it. Yet I wonder where my money goes to each month.
Insurance. We all know that insurance covers us for any mishaps(touch wood) that happen. Thus while serving my National Service I actually have to pay for insurance every month. Say nothing happens to me or the duration of 2 years. Then I would have wasted all that money on the insurance that I have paid for. Oh well, I guess we are all paranoid.
Thank you for subscribing to .. magazine. The subscription fee will be deducted from your allowance each month. I don't remember giving a verbal or written agreement to endorse a subscription of a certain magazine to my hands(maybe I did it drunk but again, I do not remember getting drunk on any occasion. Unless I got horribly drunk and thus do not remember getting drunk. Do I even make sense?). So, yours truly sits here wondering if the subscription here can be terminated.
And of course. Membership card. "Sir if you spend another dollar you would be entitled to a free membership card of a life time". And then you discover that that is the last time you ever shop, dine or frequent that place. I call myself a business prospect yet I do not cut the corners whenever I need to. Someone control my spending! So there you have it. Yet I wonder where my money goes to each month.
Personally, given one chance, I would love to turn back time. Back to the time when I was 12. It seems funny that one bad decision would actually ruin my whole life. Right now, I am actually 3 years behind time in hitting my targets. All because of 1 stupid decision. So if there are any kids reading my blog, study hard, choose the right school, do everything in double quick time and you'd have more time to save to pursue your endless wants.
Pep talk over. So an update of wherever I may be right now, for those who are interested. Currently serving my national service, yes crew cut and the thick glasses. Gotten used to the look, though it took a few repeated convinces from a very few polite people to assure me that I do not in fact, look like a discrded scarecrow. Completed BMT already (POP loh!!) and having 10 days leave, which I'm sure will be over in a blink of an eye but will leave me some time to comment about some silly mishaps going on in the world.
And I do not want to blog on senseless stuff, now that I'm turning 23(politics maybe? Seriously, kidding) Yes the wrinkles and the white hairs are out in full force. So that is why I've taken down the old backgorund and put in a fresh one. For a fresh start.. So till next time.. Whoever's reading, if there's anyone reading,thank you!
Cheers to a new beginning!
Pep talk over. So an update of wherever I may be right now, for those who are interested. Currently serving my national service, yes crew cut and the thick glasses. Gotten used to the look, though it took a few repeated convinces from a very few polite people to assure me that I do not in fact, look like a discrded scarecrow. Completed BMT already (POP loh!!) and having 10 days leave, which I'm sure will be over in a blink of an eye but will leave me some time to comment about some silly mishaps going on in the world.
And I do not want to blog on senseless stuff, now that I'm turning 23(politics maybe? Seriously, kidding) Yes the wrinkles and the white hairs are out in full force. So that is why I've taken down the old backgorund and put in a fresh one. For a fresh start.. So till next time.. Whoever's reading, if there's anyone reading,thank you!
Cheers to a new beginning!
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