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drum roll drum roll...
im strategising for a whooping buckload of money.
so my current job is not so bad after all.
profit sharing, commissions and what not.
woah..i can earn close to 2000/mth sia!
haha, but it comes with a price of course.
pure hardwork.
anyhow, the severity of speculations running wild that a level results will be out nxt wk is geting the better of me!
oh god.
im nowhere near the creme de la creme.
that orchestrates the overall fear of having to avert from my ever-since-childhood dreamschool (NUS) to lucrative private institutions like MDIS.
thats a blowhorn for money.
hmm hee...
on a lighter note, numbered meetings with strikingly congenial personalities throughout my course of job have always made my day.
just a recognition to those people who have even bothered sparing a minute or two to entertain me.
yeah my train of thoughts are forever boggling accounting for the absence of bridging between 2 paragraphs.
haha.
have a nice and fruitful sunday all my abby caddabys!
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my heart just twanged at the thought of having to work tomorrow.
yeah on a saturday.
gosh.
sometimes i would hear myself dithering and regretting this very position ive put myself into.
yeah work is a dread albeit of the fun outfield.
huh, so this is what life is all about.
when one desires something and he gets it, it becomes overrated after a while and would wish to resume his original stand.
hmm..
this job im in is like the undoing of me.
yeah im all fun n nice when it comes to chatting up with people that so far ive endeared myself in fact very well with strangers.
but theres just something about this job which i cant quite put a finger on.
for certain, its something i will definitely dread doing everyday.
but then again this is not even going to be permanent so i shall have to put up with it for the time being before i get another job.
i wanted an office job.
oh yeah man.
money supercedes even your conscience.
for money, one can even dismiss the pros-and-cons concept of life.
well that explains why a justifiable proportion of beings out there solicit and lay their hands on every possible means to money unimaginable.
anyway, dont get me wrong.
my job is decent.
haha
its just a short-lived desperation that ive come to realised.
im temporarily running aground on the rocks of spiritual enlightenment and hoping that i will brush shoulders with angels speaking of which could facilitate my spiritual therapy.
im not going to be a psycho soon.
dont worry people.
just hanging all hopes im left with for the best in my results cause i noe ive brought forth my best.
and prayers as accompaniment.
by the way, this is my favourite song of late from "gol and gincu".
its a show thats close to the hearts of women and girls-going-on-womenhood.
definitely a must watch.
:)
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drum roll drum roll...
im strategising for a whooping buckload of money.
so my current job is not so bad after all.
profit sharing, commissions and what not.
woah..i can earn close to 2000/mth sia!
haha, but it comes with a price of course.
pure hardwork.
anyhow, the severity of speculations running wild that a level results will be out nxt wk is geting the better of me!
oh god.
im nowhere near the creme de la creme.
that orchestrates the overall fear of having to avert from my ever-since-childhood dreamschool (NUS) to lucrative private institutions like MDIS.
thats a blowhorn for money.
hmm hee...
on a lighter note, numbered meetings with strikingly congenial personalities throughout my course of job have always made my day.
just a recognition to those people who have even bothered sparing a minute or two to entertain me.
yeah my train of thoughts are forever boggling accounting for the absence of bridging between 2 paragraphs.
haha.
have a nice and fruitful sunday all my abby caddabys!
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my heart just twanged at the thought of having to work tomorrow.
yeah on a saturday.
gosh.
sometimes i would hear myself dithering and regretting this very position ive put myself into.
yeah work is a dread albeit of the fun outfield.
huh, so this is what life is all about.
when one desires something and he gets it, it becomes overrated after a while and would wish to resume his original stand.
hmm..
this job im in is like the undoing of me.
yeah im all fun n nice when it comes to chatting up with people that so far ive endeared myself in fact very well with strangers.
but theres just something about this job which i cant quite put a finger on.
for certain, its something i will definitely dread doing everyday.
but then again this is not even going to be permanent so i shall have to put up with it for the time being before i get another job.
i wanted an office job.
oh yeah man.
money supercedes even your conscience.
for money, one can even dismiss the pros-and-cons concept of life.
well that explains why a justifiable proportion of beings out there solicit and lay their hands on every possible means to money unimaginable.
anyway, dont get me wrong.
my job is decent.
haha
its just a short-lived desperation that ive come to realised.
im temporarily running aground on the rocks of spiritual enlightenment and hoping that i will brush shoulders with angels speaking of which could facilitate my spiritual therapy.
im not going to be a psycho soon.
dont worry people.
just hanging all hopes im left with for the best in my results cause i noe ive brought forth my best.
and prayers as accompaniment.
by the way, this is my favourite song of late from "gol and gincu".
its a show thats close to the hearts of women and girls-going-on-womenhood.
definitely a must watch.
:)
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