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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Not exhausted, but dying
Times like this when I feel breathless, I wish it'd just stop and bring the misery to an end. Times like this I realize that for all we complain, bitch and whine about studies, work isn't exactly the greatest thing in the world. I can't tell, perhaps I've grown up with my priorities a little different. I can't tell, maybe because I don't crave for attachment, nor do I enjoy having someone bugging every now and then, though admittedly I enjoy it. So perhaps, money, for all everyone say how great it is, is nothing more than just that, necessary, but not of supreme importance. As much as it enables us to do more, sometimes, like the old adage goes, time is something money can't buy. What more time, when it's ticking away so fast, you wonder why you even bother. Times like this, I'd rather I have flexibility. When I don't feel too well, I want to just stay at home and sleep. Life stinks when you have to drag yourself up every morning to work, even when you very well know you're not in the condition to. Some say, who gives a fuck, just take ML la. But maybe it's also just me, that I don't have that same sense of entitlement. I honestly don't feel more deserving of anything than the patrolmen on the highways, or the toll collectors. So perhaps the reason why people left audit is quite clear to me. It's not really something everyone can take. It takes the ability to push yourself away from your friends, who, as time goes by, the distance grows. It needs a cruel heart to tell your family that you can't take leave when obviously they want you to go somewhere with them. And maybe to those who are attached, it takes the lack of any remorse or guilt to cancel any plans your partner went length and bounds to prepare. Even the sense of 'family' and 'belonging' in the entity itself is frail, maintained by the few steadfast ones who have the stamina (perhaps due to them on study leave), to organize an outing so everyone could meet again. It's really a very lonely career. You're with people all the time. But not the ones you want to be with. Yeah, money's decently good, since I don't have much time to spend it. But over money, I'd rather have time. Time for people around me, and most importantly, time for myself.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
For
For all our education, we sure don't know how to apply NPV analysis to the return derived from being a retard.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Criminal Revenge
It's been a while since I last posted anything, I wonder whether my blog misses me.
Anyway, life's been reasonably consistent lately,
I wake up before the sun rises, and go home after the sun sets.
I see the sun everyday, but never feel it's rays except lunch.
I talk to people everyday, but feel like I've said much less.
I sleep a lot, but feels like I've never slept in a long time.
I type a lot on the laptop, but I don't feel like I did anything.
-
That pretty much sums up work.
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=-=-=
The sky's still light blue when I reached the restaurant. It's early in the morning, my body's awake, but my mind's not and yet I force myself on despite the clear signs of exhaustion. I could barely feel my fingers, numbed by the early morning cold. It's a refreshing way to wake up every morning, all cold and shivering, but sure isn't a very nice way to start the day.
It's still very empty at the restaurant, with the aunties and uncles of the heavier dishes just starting to disassemble their stalls. A quick glance would tell you there's mostly 2 classes of people here, one being the working class (myself included), and the parents taking their kids for breakfast before class.
There's this lady with her still young schooling son, who just walked in. She's very well-dressed for her age, contemporary even, but sad to say her figure still requires some work. Her son wasn't too happy on how his mom is dressed, but like many of their age, it's probably innate in them to dislike anything that's associated with their parents. It's that period where they slowly move away from their parents, so some sense of individuality can blossom.
Right next to the shopowner, was a table with the typical middle aged man drinking coffee whilst reading chinese newspapers. I've noticed many of them lately, people who, despite their aggressiveness, are still creatures of habit. A part of me wonders whether I'll end up like that, taking my place amongst the tables of the chinese kopitiam every morning, drinking and eating the same thing, whilst reading a paper day in and day out.
Too bad I couldn't stay long. Maybe I'll pay a visit to another kopitiam one day.
---
--
Interesting times these are, rife with opportunities, and filled with countless dangers. For every good opportunity out there, I'd like to think there's at least a hundred traps. So, do I really know what I am putting my money into?
Sunday, October 19, 2008
A little bit of nowhere
Jargons. Bleh.
-
I'm hooked to spore. Shit.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Bombarded
Sometimes I wonder what I'm missing out on.
Then again sometimes I don't care the next minute. But seriously, fuck why doesn't Zero Hour work.. I wanna multi-particle cannon something. >< (I honestly think a few particle cannons at once is right about one of the cooler things ever)
Did you know that the precursor of the ion cannon in GDI would be a lightning storm? (weather storm?)
Why?
Technically, a lower powered laser, (aka a non-full power ion cannon) can actually trigger lightning activity. (aka laser-guided lightning) So actually, a space based ion cannon can be upgraded from a lightning creating laser beam, since it does seem that both are related.
Oddly, this idea seems to support the allies -> GDI evolution in the RA universe. (speaking of which, RA3 is awaiting release.. wonder how it'll be)
Owh, NFS Undercover is coming out soon too, wonder how it'll be. I hope it's more MW-ish instead of the shit they gave me with ProStreet and the strangely detached Carbon.
Anyway, recently got my hands on company of heroes, (though it's now marketed as a classic game, but all the better, it means I can play online XD) and of course UT2k4, which I've been spending a fair bit of time playing, (because I get sleepy after every 30 minutes of that thing, it's very very fun hahahaha)
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Noticed that I'm somewhat less aware when I'm driving lately. Not sure whether it's because I'm tired, or just because I'm getting old. Hell, I even forget to take my parking tickets a few times in a row. I guess it's just me not used to having passengers in the car.
I'm too used to driving alone that driving with passengers is actually quite awkward. Hahaha~ Talk about one of the stranger things to be awkward about. Maybe it's the gap, and the nature of the connections between us, it's neither really friends, nor purely professional.
-
Lately I've been second-guessing myself. At least, more frequently than I used to, perhaps it's just me, having more second thoughts about life as a whole. Or it's my job, that sudden change in priorities, switching from everything else to wholly work.
At times I want to call it a passion, but I notice I don't like it enough to indulge in it enough to actually find it enjoyable. I hope in time, as audits get 'easier' to do (with knowledge), this will change.
I've known for quite some time that I'm not exactly very single minded. I dare say I act as if I'm a loose collective of easily discarded ideals, constantly everywhere but never really going anywhere. Bouncing opinions around like ping pong has always been my better side, and not following through an idea from start to finish, unless it can be done quickly.
Ah, never mind.
- - -
I feel like writing much more. But then I need to sleep
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Nightclasser
I'm on my way back, and it's raining. My windscreen's slightly fogged up, but I could still see, the light from cars outside, though a slight blur, dispersed by the drops of water on screen. It's very cold inside, even with the air cond off, that I sometimes could see my breath dissipate like steam.
Maybe because it's slightly past dusk, with nightfall only a few steps behind. Maybe it's the heavy rain a while back, by now a soft drizzle, bathing my car with a light torrent of raindrops. Or maybe it's just me, feeling a little under the weather.
Traffic was a little heavy, and I wasn't going very fast. Bored, I took a look into the sky.
There's a plane, I could tell it's a 737, flying rather low altitudes. There's a time in my life, a long time ago that I longed for the feeling of being on planes. I used to look forward to waking up at odd hours to follow my parents to the airport. Back then, I was fascinated by the hotel-ish decor of the old subang airport's departure halls, and the famous amos counter right next to the place I waited.
I wonder what changed. Age?
The backdrop, a sky that's still light blue on the west, with golden linings on the clouds as the sun hides it's rays behind them, then the slowly darkening shades of blue that melds into the night, signifying it's coming.
I wonder where, perhaps somewhere in my past, that one decision I made back then, may have changed my life today. Butterfly effect, so they say.
Just maybe...
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
All we need is a good laugh
Accountant jokes anyone? I found this on FB
Why did the auditor cross the road?
Because he looked in the file, and that's what he did last year.
Why did the auditor cross back?
So he could charge travel expenses to the client!!!
What's the definition of a good tax accountant?
Someone who has a loophole named after him.
An accountant is having a hard time sleeping and goes to see his doctor.
"Doctor, I just can't get to sleep at night." "Have you tried counting
sheep?"
"That's the problem - I make a mistake and then spend three hours trying
to find it"
A patient was at her doctor's office after undergoing a complete physical exam. The doctor said, "I have some very grave news for you. You only have six months to live."
The patient asked, "Oh doctor, what should I do?"
The doctor replied, "Marry an accountant."
"Will that make me live longer?" asked the patient.
"No," said the doctor, "but it will SEEM longer."
OMG THIS IS FULL OF WIN
I work with people everyday, but everyone thinks I have no social skills.
‘Those of you who have read the standard on financial instruments (IAS39) and understood it have not read it properly."
- Sir David Tweedie again, as Chairman of the IASB, delivering a speech at the London Business School, 2005
=====
Okay i had a good laugh lol
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Hot water anyone
All over hot water. Water. Where do I get water in a place supposedly filled with foods and beverages? Water, water everywhere and not a single drop I can drink.
Friday, October 03, 2008
He Ni
They're late. It's a day past raya and tomorrow's a weekend, thus not many people are around. I've found myself endeared to this place, wandering around just to see the swimming pool and the guests swimming in it.
Or maybe I just like how the fountain out at the driveway is somehow very calming. Or how soothing the lapping waters softly crashing and breaking into the side of the pool can be. But regardless. I like it when it's slightly noisier, somehow having people around you talking helps make the air feel a little bit livelier.
--
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Noise
There's no one around.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Not exhausted, but dying
Times like this when I feel breathless, I wish it'd just stop and bring the misery to an end. Times like this I realize that for all we complain, bitch and whine about studies, work isn't exactly the greatest thing in the world. I can't tell, perhaps I've grown up with my priorities a little different. I can't tell, maybe because I don't crave for attachment, nor do I enjoy having someone bugging every now and then, though admittedly I enjoy it. So perhaps, money, for all everyone say how great it is, is nothing more than just that, necessary, but not of supreme importance. As much as it enables us to do more, sometimes, like the old adage goes, time is something money can't buy. What more time, when it's ticking away so fast, you wonder why you even bother. Times like this, I'd rather I have flexibility. When I don't feel too well, I want to just stay at home and sleep. Life stinks when you have to drag yourself up every morning to work, even when you very well know you're not in the condition to. Some say, who gives a fuck, just take ML la. But maybe it's also just me, that I don't have that same sense of entitlement. I honestly don't feel more deserving of anything than the patrolmen on the highways, or the toll collectors. So perhaps the reason why people left audit is quite clear to me. It's not really something everyone can take. It takes the ability to push yourself away from your friends, who, as time goes by, the distance grows. It needs a cruel heart to tell your family that you can't take leave when obviously they want you to go somewhere with them. And maybe to those who are attached, it takes the lack of any remorse or guilt to cancel any plans your partner went length and bounds to prepare. Even the sense of 'family' and 'belonging' in the entity itself is frail, maintained by the few steadfast ones who have the stamina (perhaps due to them on study leave), to organize an outing so everyone could meet again. It's really a very lonely career. You're with people all the time. But not the ones you want to be with. Yeah, money's decently good, since I don't have much time to spend it. But over money, I'd rather have time. Time for people around me, and most importantly, time for myself.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
For
For all our education, we sure don't know how to apply NPV analysis to the return derived from being a retard.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Criminal Revenge
It's been a while since I last posted anything, I wonder whether my blog misses me. Anyway, life's been reasonably consistent lately, I wake up before the sun rises, and go home after the sun sets. I see the sun everyday, but never feel it's rays except lunch.I talk to people everyday, but feel like I've said much less.I sleep a lot, but feels like I've never slept in a long time.I type a lot on the laptop, but I don't feel like I did anything.- That pretty much sums up work. - =-=-= The sky's still light blue when I reached the restaurant. It's early in the morning, my body's awake, but my mind's not and yet I force myself on despite the clear signs of exhaustion. I could barely feel my fingers, numbed by the early morning cold. It's a refreshing way to wake up every morning, all cold and shivering, but sure isn't a very nice way to start the day. It's still very empty at the restaurant, with the aunties and uncles of the heavier dishes just starting to disassemble their stalls. A quick glance would tell you there's mostly 2 classes of people here, one being the working class (myself included), and the parents taking their kids for breakfast before class. There's this lady with her still young schooling son, who just walked in. She's very well-dressed for her age, contemporary even, but sad to say her figure still requires some work. Her son wasn't too happy on how his mom is dressed, but like many of their age, it's probably innate in them to dislike anything that's associated with their parents. It's that period where they slowly move away from their parents, so some sense of individuality can blossom. Right next to the shopowner, was a table with the typical middle aged man drinking coffee whilst reading chinese newspapers. I've noticed many of them lately, people who, despite their aggressiveness, are still creatures of habit. A part of me wonders whether I'll end up like that, taking my place amongst the tables of the chinese kopitiam every morning, drinking and eating the same thing, whilst reading a paper day in and day out. Too bad I couldn't stay long. Maybe I'll pay a visit to another kopitiam one day. --- -- Interesting times these are, rife with opportunities, and filled with countless dangers. For every good opportunity out there, I'd like to think there's at least a hundred traps. So, do I really know what I am putting my money into?
Sunday, October 19, 2008
A little bit of nowhere
Jargons. Bleh. - I'm hooked to spore. Shit.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Bombarded
Sometimes I wonder what I'm missing out on. Then again sometimes I don't care the next minute. But seriously, fuck why doesn't Zero Hour work.. I wanna multi-particle cannon something. >< (I honestly think a few particle cannons at once is right about one of the cooler things ever) Did you know that the precursor of the ion cannon in GDI would be a lightning storm? (weather storm?) Why? Technically, a lower powered laser, (aka a non-full power ion cannon) can actually trigger lightning activity. (aka laser-guided lightning) So actually, a space based ion cannon can be upgraded from a lightning creating laser beam, since it does seem that both are related. Oddly, this idea seems to support the allies -> GDI evolution in the RA universe. (speaking of which, RA3 is awaiting release.. wonder how it'll be) Owh, NFS Undercover is coming out soon too, wonder how it'll be. I hope it's more MW-ish instead of the shit they gave me with ProStreet and the strangely detached Carbon. Anyway, recently got my hands on company of heroes, (though it's now marketed as a classic game, but all the better, it means I can play online XD) and of course UT2k4, which I've been spending a fair bit of time playing, (because I get sleepy after every 30 minutes of that thing, it's very very fun hahahaha) - Noticed that I'm somewhat less aware when I'm driving lately. Not sure whether it's because I'm tired, or just because I'm getting old. Hell, I even forget to take my parking tickets a few times in a row. I guess it's just me not used to having passengers in the car. I'm too used to driving alone that driving with passengers is actually quite awkward. Hahaha~ Talk about one of the stranger things to be awkward about. Maybe it's the gap, and the nature of the connections between us, it's neither really friends, nor purely professional. - Lately I've been second-guessing myself. At least, more frequently than I used to, perhaps it's just me, having more second thoughts about life as a whole. Or it's my job, that sudden change in priorities, switching from everything else to wholly work. At times I want to call it a passion, but I notice I don't like it enough to indulge in it enough to actually find it enjoyable. I hope in time, as audits get 'easier' to do (with knowledge), this will change. I've known for quite some time that I'm not exactly very single minded. I dare say I act as if I'm a loose collective of easily discarded ideals, constantly everywhere but never really going anywhere. Bouncing opinions around like ping pong has always been my better side, and not following through an idea from start to finish, unless it can be done quickly. Ah, never mind. - - - I feel like writing much more. But then I need to sleep
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Nightclasser
I'm on my way back, and it's raining. My windscreen's slightly fogged up, but I could still see, the light from cars outside, though a slight blur, dispersed by the drops of water on screen. It's very cold inside, even with the air cond off, that I sometimes could see my breath dissipate like steam. Maybe because it's slightly past dusk, with nightfall only a few steps behind. Maybe it's the heavy rain a while back, by now a soft drizzle, bathing my car with a light torrent of raindrops. Or maybe it's just me, feeling a little under the weather. Traffic was a little heavy, and I wasn't going very fast. Bored, I took a look into the sky. There's a plane, I could tell it's a 737, flying rather low altitudes. There's a time in my life, a long time ago that I longed for the feeling of being on planes. I used to look forward to waking up at odd hours to follow my parents to the airport. Back then, I was fascinated by the hotel-ish decor of the old subang airport's departure halls, and the famous amos counter right next to the place I waited. I wonder what changed. Age? The backdrop, a sky that's still light blue on the west, with golden linings on the clouds as the sun hides it's rays behind them, then the slowly darkening shades of blue that melds into the night, signifying it's coming. I wonder where, perhaps somewhere in my past, that one decision I made back then, may have changed my life today. Butterfly effect, so they say. Just maybe...
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
All we need is a good laugh
Accountant jokes anyone? I found this on FB Why did the auditor cross the road?Because he looked in the file, and that's what he did last year.
Why did the auditor cross back?So he could charge travel expenses to the client!!!What's the definition of a good tax accountant? Someone who has a loophole named after him. An accountant is having a hard time sleeping and goes to see his doctor."Doctor, I just can't get to sleep at night." "Have you tried countingsheep?""That's the problem - I make a mistake and then spend three hours tryingto find it"
A patient was at her doctor's office after undergoing a complete physical exam. The doctor said, "I have some very grave news for you. You only have six months to live." The patient asked, "Oh doctor, what should I do?" The doctor replied, "Marry an accountant." "Will that make me live longer?" asked the patient. "No," said the doctor, "but it will SEEM longer." OMG THIS IS FULL OF WIN I work with people everyday, but everyone thinks I have no social skills.‘Those of you who have read the standard on financial instruments (IAS39) and understood it have not read it properly." - Sir David Tweedie again, as Chairman of the IASB, delivering a speech at the London Business School, 2005 ===== Okay i had a good laugh lol
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Hot water anyone
All over hot water. Water. Where do I get water in a place supposedly filled with foods and beverages? Water, water everywhere and not a single drop I can drink.
Friday, October 03, 2008
He Ni
They're late. It's a day past raya and tomorrow's a weekend, thus not many people are around. I've found myself endeared to this place, wandering around just to see the swimming pool and the guests swimming in it. Or maybe I just like how the fountain out at the driveway is somehow very calming. Or how soothing the lapping waters softly crashing and breaking into the side of the pool can be. But regardless. I like it when it's slightly noisier, somehow having people around you talking helps make the air feel a little bit livelier. --
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Noise
There's no one around.
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