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Tuesday, March 08, 2005
aimless and plan-less
there seems to be only one ques on everyone's mind these days: so what are your plans? boy, i wish i get one dollar everytime the ques is posted. i'll be much richer by now.

the ans to the ques is that i do not know. all my life i've wandered around aimlessly. in fact, such aimlessness has served me well so far. plus the fact that i dont need a target to do well. i plan on doing my best for the sole purpose of doing my best. i'm tempted to do the same this time round. however, the opportunity costs and risks seem quite high. how?

i'm more or less settled down alr (with reference to prev entry). it does help that my current colleagues knew the people i used to work with or i've worked with them before. and i've got a super cool store manager. actually, despite the fact that i have practically no life thanks to my work and that the pay is not that great, i didnt regret taking on the job. not only that i have proven most of my relatives wrong, i get to meet people that i'll never get to meet otherwise.

despite the govt's efforts in making the society more intergrated (or whatever), it is no doubt that we tend to draw ourselves to people who are similar to us; whether in terms of family backgrounds or education levels etc. currently, i'm "force" to interact with those different (in every sense of the word) from me. and in the process, i learn to be more accepting towards others and the alternate lifestyles of theirs never cease to amaze me. and it's things like that which bring little sparks to my otherwise regimental and monotonous life.