Experiences

26th September. 2012

Experience.
You can't touch it.
You can't see it.
But once you had it, you knew what to do.
It's something more like a memory.
A memory of the body.
A memory of the mind.

I believe I've gotten lots of experience from different points in my life. But how much of that is contributed to my maturity as a human?

Last Saturday, I had supper with Gerald. I told him we need at least a week off life before doing any big decisions.
A week of doing some serious thinking.
Some soul searching.
To learn more about yourself.
To know what you want.
TO know who you are.

For him, because he is going to finish serving his NS. And he's a bit confused on where to go next.

For me, I'd like to be free during my birthday week.
I'd like to go exploring.
To learn about new places.
To learn more about myself.

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The other day, I was sick of not knowing how much we still had to pay the HDB for the house loan, I used my father's ID and logon to the site... To find out that the outstanding loan is 99k. Plus 3k overdue.

Fuck this shit. The original loan is only 200k. You paid less than 100k for 20 years!?
Less than 50k for 10 years!? Less than 5k each year!? That's about 400 per month!

Damn it. What were you doing with the money!?

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The other day, my NS friends and I were chatting in whatsapp. They suggested a gathering. WF immediately said October 17. I'm surprised, happy, and touched that he remembers my birthday.
Thank you WF.

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Let's just hope that I can earn enough for me to continue studying.

Over and out.

I'm not the only one

Wednesday. 5th September. 2012.

A few days ago, Thursday to be exact, I worked with 2 other colleagues at Marina Bay Financial Centre. It's quite an atas place. Expensive food, expensive people everywhere.

But that's not the topic today. The topic is about one of my colleagues I was working with. Jin.

He told us that he was working as a waiter in Furama hotel. The way he spoke seems like it's a normal thing for him to have a part time job. He explained that it was for his University's fees.

I respect him to be able to laugh it off. To be strong enough to pull it like nobody's business. We are in similar situation, but he is able to shrug it off, and here, I'm cursing like a bitch.

I felt bad about myself. I could be earning much more than him now.

Heh. I should really stop feeling bad about myself, and climb out of this shit hole, giving everything that I got!