finally met my advisor to get my financial portfolio back. It was a rainy day, and despite foreseeing that the expressways will be choked due to accidents, i took a bus down town. And it was, fast and slow ride at Woodlands Rd, then jammed up badly at PIE Lornie exit. I suggest $200 fine for every 30 minutes that the broken/crashed vehicle stays at its spot. Since everybody's opportunity cost is higher combined to the bugger(s), it's justified.
it's dusty and thick. Time to do some tidying up over the weekend. Have stacks of letters from banks to merge.
then took the choo choo train and bus to LT26 in campus. Told the Lenovo service guy about my laptop unable to read SD cards and a hot palmrest, he decided to send it to HQ. There goes my beloved laptop that has been with me since July 06. Maybe August, since i borrowed it brand new to jac then. Then lunched at the science canteen. Fantastic food lah. But there are
took 151 wanting to drop near tpy, but overslept and landed at Macpherson instead. What a day...
night shift was beezeebeezee. A night class ended at 10.20pm. The tutor was still trying to entertain a pair of adult students when i asked him to take over the room. Then met up with gy for kopi. The photographer didn't even reply my sms. Bad man...
our topic tonight was unusual, mentioned about further studies in detail. I was telling him how someone couldn't stop working and start studying because he had liabilities on hand (his car), then we exchanged views on why studies are/aren't the focus. He took a stand based on cost recovery (cost of sch fees vs. monetary difference between studying and not studying), i took the opposite stand based on the intangibles; eg. an economic downturn affecting the low to middle tier educated individuals.
i think more importantly, once you've set a direction by deciding on something, never turn back or change course. You'd defeat the purpose by doing so.
night.
2 comments:
haha... agreed bro!!!~
"Set your heart flying and let the wind carry it forward"
Cheers
yes, although i'm not perfect too. All too often, we see our friends giving up halfway. Even ourselves...
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