Tip of the day: read the news every single day. It's an amazing habit to pick up because 1) you obtain knowledge (superfluous or not) from brilliant perspectives (acquiesce or not) you'd never expect, 2) at the very least you are challenged to react and THINK (and not simply accept) while reflecting your personal opinions, and 3) you'll never want to stop. My personal favorite is the NY Times online (especially the editorial section), and I connected to a recent article on workplace diversity since I've been researching and interviewing with countless employers to jump start my career (more about my career plans later...).
The promotion of workplace diversity is a prevalent characteristic--core value, even--for all of the companies I've researched, and these companies span from purely financial services to IT products to the medical industry. Diversity is commonly associated with variety in races, sex, nationalities, or essentially, superficial elements. Of course, hiring cannot be based on such traits (because it's illegal), but these characteristics are prima facie conduits to diversity because differences in race and cultures supposedly link to differences in how we approach and solve problems.
But here's the problem. A majority of these companies seek top talent from top-rated institutions. However, these business schools (my case) select college students through specific criterion, groom them through the same rigorous curriculum, and then produce a more or less standardized output of job seekers with the same analytical mindset and KSA's.
Interviews are tough. A 30 minute window to impress seems unfair and ineffective, especially when there's a host of psychological factors affecting the competence of the interviewer (but when supply outstrips demand so much..what can we do?) Aside from basic competence, most companies seek a specific personality or way of thinking that matches with the company (diversity?!). I think (or I'd like to think) there's an unfortunate instinct to pass preferential judgment (interviewers are humans too) that fails to separate the nuances in our personalities as an arbitrary fraternity recruitment process to "fit-in" versus an opportunity to leverage eccentricies for workplace diversity.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
BU Graduate!
Yup..four years (more precisely 3.5 years) later, I am finally a Boston University School of Management Class of 2010 Graduate!!! And if any professionals are reading this by chance..it'll be with Summa or Magna Cum laude honors (still waiting for this semester's grades to come out).
I haven't decided if I'll be walking in the spring because honestly, I don't seem to be very excited. Happiness wouldn't be the first word that comes to my mind to describe my sentiments. I realize that right now is probably the most pivotal moment in my life. I'm oscillating between urges of inspiration and a brooding sense of anxiety. On the one hand, I can seek the comfort of beginning a business career where I can grow professionally. But in doing so, I don't expect satisfaction, inspiration, or purposeful living. On the other hand, I can no longer use college as the mental excuse that prevents me from finally doing what I want..experiencing the world, spreading compassion, feeding my being. In doing so, however, I don't expect financial security, normalcy, or parental consent.
I am now standing on the threshold of two paths and I need to decide (soon) which way to start walking: freedom and its perils or comfort and its sacrifices. I guess I can backtrack if need be..but from what I've observed, most people cannot escape the race they've chosen. So better yet, maybe I'll just create my own damn path.
Oh yea, Happy Holidays! I would expound on the topic..but I'll save my negativity (on the fallacy of these holidays' religious foundations and its disgusting commercial evolution and secular adaptations) for a more suitable day.
I haven't decided if I'll be walking in the spring because honestly, I don't seem to be very excited. Happiness wouldn't be the first word that comes to my mind to describe my sentiments. I realize that right now is probably the most pivotal moment in my life. I'm oscillating between urges of inspiration and a brooding sense of anxiety. On the one hand, I can seek the comfort of beginning a business career where I can grow professionally. But in doing so, I don't expect satisfaction, inspiration, or purposeful living. On the other hand, I can no longer use college as the mental excuse that prevents me from finally doing what I want..experiencing the world, spreading compassion, feeding my being. In doing so, however, I don't expect financial security, normalcy, or parental consent.
I am now standing on the threshold of two paths and I need to decide (soon) which way to start walking: freedom and its perils or comfort and its sacrifices. I guess I can backtrack if need be..but from what I've observed, most people cannot escape the race they've chosen. So better yet, maybe I'll just create my own damn path.
Oh yea, Happy Holidays! I would expound on the topic..but I'll save my negativity (on the fallacy of these holidays' religious foundations and its disgusting commercial evolution and secular adaptations) for a more suitable day.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Man's (Career) Search for Meaning
The following tidbit in a post from The Financial Philosopher pretty much sums up the dilemma that's been driving me needlessly insane.
Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for." ~ Viktor Frankl
Viktor Frankl himself believed that meaning -- the meaning of a sacrifice -- could be found in suffering. I'm not so sure, however, that working in a stressful career to achieve higher monetary, material and social wealth fits Frankl's idea of finding meaning in sacrifice. Unfortunately, however, this willful sacrifice of one's mental, physical and spiritual health for that of financial health is more common today than not.
With regard to money, the basic utility of your job or career is to earn enough money to pay for food, shelter and clothing with perhaps a modest amount remaining for life's little pleasures. It is quite normal, however, to perceive the function of your career as something quite different -- as a tool to achieve material wealth far beyond what is necessary and to overlook the opportunity to do something significant -- to achieve your innermost latent desire -- to find meaning and purpose. This common sacrifice of self for money, material wealth and social status is where problems begin:
* Life goals become defined by monetary goals -- or at least you perceive that money is the primary enabler for fulfillment;
* You make your life fit the demands of your career, rather than the opposite;
* And if you hate what you do, you rationalize the stress as a sacrifice for providing for your family, your retirement goals and/or your desire to identify yourself as somebody.
One or all of the preceding points likely have some degree of relation to your existence; but what can you do about it?
Where most attempts fail to make lasting and meaningful change (i.e. diets and budgets) is where they begin. Your brain likes shortcuts -- lists of things to do -- that are quick, easy and painless. If you could take a pill to lose weight, your brain wants this. If you could read some quick tips on how to get rich and retire young, your brain wants this.
Rather than looking for shortcuts and rewards, which may be your greatest detriment as a human being, start taking small and meaningful steps toward goals, the least of which should be defined in monetary terms, if at all. Finding meaning in one's life can not be prudently obtained by shortcuts and lists of things to do. Put simply, this meaning is acquired by aligning who you are with what you do, which first requires self-knowledge.
Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for." ~ Viktor Frankl
Viktor Frankl himself believed that meaning -- the meaning of a sacrifice -- could be found in suffering. I'm not so sure, however, that working in a stressful career to achieve higher monetary, material and social wealth fits Frankl's idea of finding meaning in sacrifice. Unfortunately, however, this willful sacrifice of one's mental, physical and spiritual health for that of financial health is more common today than not.
With regard to money, the basic utility of your job or career is to earn enough money to pay for food, shelter and clothing with perhaps a modest amount remaining for life's little pleasures. It is quite normal, however, to perceive the function of your career as something quite different -- as a tool to achieve material wealth far beyond what is necessary and to overlook the opportunity to do something significant -- to achieve your innermost latent desire -- to find meaning and purpose. This common sacrifice of self for money, material wealth and social status is where problems begin:
* Life goals become defined by monetary goals -- or at least you perceive that money is the primary enabler for fulfillment;
* You make your life fit the demands of your career, rather than the opposite;
* And if you hate what you do, you rationalize the stress as a sacrifice for providing for your family, your retirement goals and/or your desire to identify yourself as somebody.
One or all of the preceding points likely have some degree of relation to your existence; but what can you do about it?
Where most attempts fail to make lasting and meaningful change (i.e. diets and budgets) is where they begin. Your brain likes shortcuts -- lists of things to do -- that are quick, easy and painless. If you could take a pill to lose weight, your brain wants this. If you could read some quick tips on how to get rich and retire young, your brain wants this.
Rather than looking for shortcuts and rewards, which may be your greatest detriment as a human being, start taking small and meaningful steps toward goals, the least of which should be defined in monetary terms, if at all. Finding meaning in one's life can not be prudently obtained by shortcuts and lists of things to do. Put simply, this meaning is acquired by aligning who you are with what you do, which first requires self-knowledge.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Follow up
In response to my question posed in the previous post, I am asked "how do you act on something false?. The process should be unique to the individual, but for whatever my advice is worth, here's my two cents.
Drop your ego. Acknowledge a willingness to change--to be wrong. Imagine your mind as a blank slate, an uncarved block. How much of your beliefs originate from your own logic, experience, and understanding? How much of your beliefs are a blind acceptance of societal norms, in the form of parenthood, child indoctrination, peer pressure, abstract scientific findings, a distaste for thinking through complex issues, etc? How many times, when confronted in an argument with your opinions on the line, do you put up an automatic wall, stop listening, and simply start arguing? Question your values, beliefs, and opinions. Don't be afraid to change them. The false can drift away and the truths will be strengthened.
You can choose to see the world as it was, as it should be, or AS IT IS.
Drop your ego. Acknowledge a willingness to change--to be wrong. Imagine your mind as a blank slate, an uncarved block. How much of your beliefs originate from your own logic, experience, and understanding? How much of your beliefs are a blind acceptance of societal norms, in the form of parenthood, child indoctrination, peer pressure, abstract scientific findings, a distaste for thinking through complex issues, etc? How many times, when confronted in an argument with your opinions on the line, do you put up an automatic wall, stop listening, and simply start arguing? Question your values, beliefs, and opinions. Don't be afraid to change them. The false can drift away and the truths will be strengthened.
You can choose to see the world as it was, as it should be, or AS IT IS.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Something Different.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Post-college Sentiments
I am weak. I can acknowledge that. I know what I want, yet I'm afraid to act on it. I am surrounded by social pressures--parental guilt, peer "success," cultural norms. I am a groomed product on the last stretch of four years of top quality education and every ounce of preparation culminates with the expectation for a job in the "real world."
I never saw it that way. I refused to let my mind act as a blank board, receiving, remembering, and regurgitating. I filtered, questioned, and doubted everything to understand a bigger picture--a rationale to our existence that inevitably examines one's career as a common source of 1) purpose for our livelihoods and 2) essence for our self-creation. All our competitive energies ripple into finding a perfect job or career that I've never been able to consider as anything more than a distraction--a ridiculous excuse for living--to lay waste to our minds.
The greatest thing college gave me is an opportunity to feel what it's like to live. My parents can consider themselves successful if they truly wanted to offer me what they never had. To live in the moment. To displace mechanical tendencies. To have dopamine as my daily natural high. In doing so, I need to fulfill my innate sense of spontaneity that I worry will only be drowned by the lifeless routines of 50+ hour work weeks, meaningless outputs, and materialistic desires.
"It never hurts to try," is what I keep lying to myself. I am fully aware of the cognitive dissonance, and although hypocrisy is currently getting the better of me, I do not intend to fall prey to any cyclical prison. I've tasted what I want, and nothing can ever stop me from its full realization.
It always works out in the end.
I never saw it that way. I refused to let my mind act as a blank board, receiving, remembering, and regurgitating. I filtered, questioned, and doubted everything to understand a bigger picture--a rationale to our existence that inevitably examines one's career as a common source of 1) purpose for our livelihoods and 2) essence for our self-creation. All our competitive energies ripple into finding a perfect job or career that I've never been able to consider as anything more than a distraction--a ridiculous excuse for living--to lay waste to our minds.
The greatest thing college gave me is an opportunity to feel what it's like to live. My parents can consider themselves successful if they truly wanted to offer me what they never had. To live in the moment. To displace mechanical tendencies. To have dopamine as my daily natural high. In doing so, I need to fulfill my innate sense of spontaneity that I worry will only be drowned by the lifeless routines of 50+ hour work weeks, meaningless outputs, and materialistic desires.
"It never hurts to try," is what I keep lying to myself. I am fully aware of the cognitive dissonance, and although hypocrisy is currently getting the better of me, I do not intend to fall prey to any cyclical prison. I've tasted what I want, and nothing can ever stop me from its full realization.
It always works out in the end.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I'm back!
Apologies are in order for a 2 month wait, but my laziness can't be to blame this time. I've been in China since I left Australia in late June, and not surprisingly, the naivete of the great Middle Kingdom managed to anger me some more with its brainwashing censorship of websites like Facebook and this one.
China cut me with a double edged sword. There was too much of everything. Too much people. Too many cars and traffic. Too much trash. Too much pollution. A lot of food. A lot of excitement. A lot of hope. But it was disheartening to see how people can be desperate enough to move up the social ladder at the cost of a humane level of respect for anything that doesn't aid in self-promotion or the fulfillment of new desires. I've always believed all people are innocent in their life purposes and deep down have a gene of sincerity. I saw this in the humbling hospitality of Chinese folks to guests, family, and friends, but the amiableness failed to extend to strangers. Out in the streets, flooded by the raw society, I mostly felt a primitive rudeness guided by cynical suspicions and stares of envy. An ignorance clouds over China as long as the faceless dictate from above, choosing to decide what is reality and what is not. The Chinese people are no exception to blind faith, materialism, and the American rat race. In fact, they practice it all much more religiously. Although they might be running faster for a bigger prize, the crash in the end is only harder to avoid, and much more devastating to witness.
But I'm finally back in the US of A. I can't say I'm excited to be back. The last year has lifted my spirits, expelled my stress, and inserted a human sense of freedom. I literally had 'no worries'. I tasted the feeling of actually living on an instinctual level, void of the vices that societal pressures place on the human mind. I don't want to lose what I've grown to adapt within the last year. I already feel it slipping away. But I will try my best. Cheers.
China cut me with a double edged sword. There was too much of everything. Too much people. Too many cars and traffic. Too much trash. Too much pollution. A lot of food. A lot of excitement. A lot of hope. But it was disheartening to see how people can be desperate enough to move up the social ladder at the cost of a humane level of respect for anything that doesn't aid in self-promotion or the fulfillment of new desires. I've always believed all people are innocent in their life purposes and deep down have a gene of sincerity. I saw this in the humbling hospitality of Chinese folks to guests, family, and friends, but the amiableness failed to extend to strangers. Out in the streets, flooded by the raw society, I mostly felt a primitive rudeness guided by cynical suspicions and stares of envy. An ignorance clouds over China as long as the faceless dictate from above, choosing to decide what is reality and what is not. The Chinese people are no exception to blind faith, materialism, and the American rat race. In fact, they practice it all much more religiously. Although they might be running faster for a bigger prize, the crash in the end is only harder to avoid, and much more devastating to witness.
But I'm finally back in the US of A. I can't say I'm excited to be back. The last year has lifted my spirits, expelled my stress, and inserted a human sense of freedom. I literally had 'no worries'. I tasted the feeling of actually living on an instinctual level, void of the vices that societal pressures place on the human mind. I don't want to lose what I've grown to adapt within the last year. I already feel it slipping away. But I will try my best. Cheers.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sublime
I can't fathom how 6 months has already flew by. Unbelievable. My "study" abroad (or travels rather) has unexpectedly transformed my life, views on life, and way of life. I've flipped old priorities, discovered new ones, and disregarded useless ones. I cannot stress how much I appreciate such an eye-opening experience. Sublime.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Time to Breathe
Wow, this post is long overdue. I've been traveling like a mad-man for the last month. Cairns to Tasmania to New Zealand (without a doubt THE most beautiful place on earth)to Darwin. Not to mention my cramming sessions in between to uphold my scholastic duties. So, I'm not planning on going anywhere for the next couple weeks and hope to find some time to breathe.
I have a new goal. I really hope I can stick to it. I want to be more in the present--to focus all my energy in everything I do. From eating to walking to writing. I feel like I'm living without actually living. Letting the world pass me by without experiencing its simple wonders. The air. The sounds. The smells. I want to live.
I have a new goal. I really hope I can stick to it. I want to be more in the present--to focus all my energy in everything I do. From eating to walking to writing. I feel like I'm living without actually living. Letting the world pass me by without experiencing its simple wonders. The air. The sounds. The smells. I want to live.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I want to be free
For the last couple of years, in the midst of my college angst, as I raged against the futility of formal education, I talked to myself and my friends about how great life could be if I only mustered the courage to drop my meaningless worries over exams and papers to travel the world and really see, really experience, what it means to be alive..to live..free from a robotic, uninspiring life (sorry for the long run-on). From my time traveling alone in Australia, meeting people all over the world from random countries, I realized the backpackers are doing exactly what Ive been imagining. No more than 25, these vagabonds left their homes in search for knowledge..directly through human and cultural interaction. Their lives are different every single day because they don't live with a rigid plan. They don't worry about the social stigmas placed on low-earning careers. They literally travel with the wind, living frugally and working to get by..to live without the unnecessary. Yet, they are so perfectly content and happy..beyond the typical white collared man chained to his company and the typical blue-collared man chained to his hope for more luxury. I've been given a rare opportunity to taste the wonders of such a lifestyle..and I simply cannot let it end.
To be or not to be
I had a conversation with a friend yesterday and it got me thinking (for better or worse) in circles. A cornerstone of my personality rests (or use to) on an ideal that people are inherently innocent and good. I applied this indiscriminately to the ignorant blonde, the terrorist, the homeless bum, the child rapist, etc. So one of my biggest peeves involved one's inability to restrain judgments that prevent a tolerance for how other people live and how their thoughts and actions are produced and "brainwashed" by unique environments beyond their control. I was faced with the rebuttal that this inability in itself is an innate characteristic that I am hypocritically denouncing. But I guess my point was this: if you are fortunate enough to willingly self-reflect and realize the limitations of your own character, why not try to develop yourself? His answer basically implied a defiance to change, an acceptance for things as is..an idea that restirred my comforting, yet disconcerting, beliefs of determinism.
For example, I always refused to give homeless people money because I thought that if they could speak english and have two legs and arms, they can get off their asses and make something out of their lives...especially since my parents (who didn't speak english and had no money upon immigration) were able to. But now, I question if the lazy homeless bums are genuinely capable of even thinking in such a manner.
So I'm torn between helping the helpless (and interestingly, why?) or simply letting it all be..
For example, I always refused to give homeless people money because I thought that if they could speak english and have two legs and arms, they can get off their asses and make something out of their lives...especially since my parents (who didn't speak english and had no money upon immigration) were able to. But now, I question if the lazy homeless bums are genuinely capable of even thinking in such a manner.
So I'm torn between helping the helpless (and interestingly, why?) or simply letting it all be..
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Midpoint
Today marks the psychological midpoint of my stay in Syndey(two months alreadyyy). My work at PwC is over and I'm about to start classes at Sydney Uni in couple days. Just thought I'd give whoever secretly reads this back home (without leaving comments) an update. Apologies for my laziness. It's rubbing off on me down here.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Hope with a Caveat
Emphasised by Buffet, a slice from John Maynard Keyne's essay "The Great Slump of 1930", which is pretty pertinent to our current circumstances.
"This is a nightmare, which will pass away with the morning. For the resources of nature and men’s devices are just as fertile and productive as they were. The rate of our progress towards solving the material problems of life is not less rapid. We are as capable as before of affording for everyone a high standard of life—high, I mean, compared with, say, twenty years ago—and will soon learn to afford a standard higher still. We were not previously deceived. But today we have involved ourselves in a colossal muddle, having blundered in the control of a delicate machine, the working of which we do not understand. The result is that our possibilities of wealth may run to waste for a time—perhaps for a long time."
Think long term people!
"This is a nightmare, which will pass away with the morning. For the resources of nature and men’s devices are just as fertile and productive as they were. The rate of our progress towards solving the material problems of life is not less rapid. We are as capable as before of affording for everyone a high standard of life—high, I mean, compared with, say, twenty years ago—and will soon learn to afford a standard higher still. We were not previously deceived. But today we have involved ourselves in a colossal muddle, having blundered in the control of a delicate machine, the working of which we do not understand. The result is that our possibilities of wealth may run to waste for a time—perhaps for a long time."
Think long term people!
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Ommm
Omm.
This sound is so unbelievably powerful.
Try this: find a quite place. Sit comfortably with legs crossed or lotus style. Say Omm (dont just spit out Omm. Say it more like Ommmmmmmm...until you run out of breath). Repeat. Forever. or just three times. Find someone to join you because the more people the more beautiful it gets. This is serious stuff. Not mushy hippie shit. Try it. It'll send vibrations through your whole freaking body system. No, not like an orgasm. But close.
This sound is so unbelievably powerful.
Try this: find a quite place. Sit comfortably with legs crossed or lotus style. Say Omm (dont just spit out Omm. Say it more like Ommmmmmmm...until you run out of breath). Repeat. Forever. or just three times. Find someone to join you because the more people the more beautiful it gets. This is serious stuff. Not mushy hippie shit. Try it. It'll send vibrations through your whole freaking body system. No, not like an orgasm. But close.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Questions to Ponder
In line with my blog's intentions, I hope to give open individuals a new perspective on how they choose to live their lives. I see personal development, internally or socially, as a foundation to happier living. Here are some simple, yet thought-provoking questions from Human Synergistics International:
Openness to Experience
How recently have you..
• changed your views on an important issue (political, personal, professional)?
• tried a new sport, hobby, or taken a course in a new field?
• paid attention to your body’s feelings and senses?
• listened to a religious, political, professional, or personal viewpoint with which you disagreed?
• tasted a new food, smelled a new odour, listened to a new sound?
• allowed yourself to cry or to say “I care about you” or laugh until you cried or
to scream at the top of your lungs or to admit you were afraid ?
• travelled to a place you have never been before?
• made a new friend or cultivated an old friendship?
• spent an hour or more really communicating (actively listening and responding honestly) with a person of a different cultural or racial background?
Existential Living
How recently have you...
• done something you felt like doing at that moment without regard for the
consequences?
• stopped to “listen” to what was going on inside you?
• spontaneously expressed a feeling — anger, joy, fear, sadness, caring —
without “thinking” about it?
• done what you wanted to do, instead of what you thought you “should” do?
• allowed yourself to spend time or money on an immediate “payoff” rather than
saving for tomorrow?
• done something no one (including you) expected you to do?
Trust in One Own's Organism
How recently have you...
• done what felt right to you against the advice of others?
• allowed yourself to experiment creatively with new approaches to old
problems?
• expressed an unpopular opinion assertively in the face of majority opposition?
• used your own intellectual reasoning ability to work out a solution to a difficult
problem?
• made a decision and acted upon it right away?
• acknowledged by your actions that you can direct your own life?
• cared enough about yourself to get a physical examination (within a year)?
• told others of your religious faith or philosophy of life?
• asserted your feelings when you were treated unfairly?
• risked sharing your personal feelings with another person?
• admitted you were wrong?
So do not just read with hmms and ahhs. Take it to action.
Openness to Experience
How recently have you..
• changed your views on an important issue (political, personal, professional)?
• tried a new sport, hobby, or taken a course in a new field?
• paid attention to your body’s feelings and senses?
• listened to a religious, political, professional, or personal viewpoint with which you disagreed?
• tasted a new food, smelled a new odour, listened to a new sound?
• allowed yourself to cry or to say “I care about you” or laugh until you cried or
to scream at the top of your lungs or to admit you were afraid ?
• travelled to a place you have never been before?
• made a new friend or cultivated an old friendship?
• spent an hour or more really communicating (actively listening and responding honestly) with a person of a different cultural or racial background?
Existential Living
How recently have you...
• done something you felt like doing at that moment without regard for the
consequences?
• stopped to “listen” to what was going on inside you?
• spontaneously expressed a feeling — anger, joy, fear, sadness, caring —
without “thinking” about it?
• done what you wanted to do, instead of what you thought you “should” do?
• allowed yourself to spend time or money on an immediate “payoff” rather than
saving for tomorrow?
• done something no one (including you) expected you to do?
Trust in One Own's Organism
How recently have you...
• done what felt right to you against the advice of others?
• allowed yourself to experiment creatively with new approaches to old
problems?
• expressed an unpopular opinion assertively in the face of majority opposition?
• used your own intellectual reasoning ability to work out a solution to a difficult
problem?
• made a decision and acted upon it right away?
• acknowledged by your actions that you can direct your own life?
• cared enough about yourself to get a physical examination (within a year)?
• told others of your religious faith or philosophy of life?
• asserted your feelings when you were treated unfairly?
• risked sharing your personal feelings with another person?
• admitted you were wrong?
So do not just read with hmms and ahhs. Take it to action.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Self Actualisation
To begin my transition into Australian culture, I'm starting to replace all my z's with s's. But onto the subject at hand..I was bored at work one day (ironically I'm writing this at work again) so I was going through our HR development database and stumbled upon this article that described me in every freakishly way possible. I mean, even inclusive of my self-doubting eccentricies, habits, thoughts, beliefs. The article call my type the Self Actualised. I won't go into details to avoid the pompous syndrome, but I highly encourage a look-through.
I just realised I have no idea how to attach a file on here. haha. I'll figure it out later..my boss just gave me some work.
I just realised I have no idea how to attach a file on here. haha. I'll figure it out later..my boss just gave me some work.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thoughts so far
It's hard to describe the Sydney culture. Its diversity is amazing. Much more so than I expected, and seems much more real, more accepted, than back in the States. There's a genuine kindness to the candor in the locals once you get pass the traffic road rage or the aloof business environment. People here seem to know how to enjoy life, slowly but surely. They embrace a carefree mentality I seriously envy. Maybe because it's really like another world down here, away from all that worldly political drama. And speaking of drama, I've gotten a good taste of human nature at its fakest, and disappointed as I may be, its my American peers who never fail to prove to me how immature and egocentric one can be. I should know better than to judge. Give them the benefit of the doubt I try to keep telling myself. But once a pessimist, no point in seeing the optimism. But then again, I also met a lot of decent people, who seem to uphold my hope in humanity. It's got to balance out somehow. Opposites create one another. And I realize my writing sucks right now. Maybe it's because im exhausted from my weekly cubicle life or because theres still plenty of alcohol in my system. I really dont have energy left to finish this post..so until later
Thursday, January 8, 2009
My Journey Down Under
So I'm gonna be in Sydney for the next 6 months studying and working and traveling. I'll be documenting my journey on here, although the posts may be limited at first since I don't have internet access yet (the internet doesn't seem like such a big part of life here). And things are really freaking slowwwww. gotta love it though.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
A New Year!
Once again, another year flew by. Once again, New Year resolutions are in order:
Keep this blog alive.
Learn Mandarin.
Land myself a satisfying job.
Read more books.
Take more out of books.
Be more open-minded.
Be open to more experiences.
Get in better shape.
Make more friends.
Nourish my current relationships.
Learn to cook better.
$$$
Take more risks.
Simplify my life. Less is more.
and more to come.
Keep this blog alive.
Learn Mandarin.
Land myself a satisfying job.
Read more books.
Take more out of books.
Be more open-minded.
Be open to more experiences.
Get in better shape.
Make more friends.
Nourish my current relationships.
Learn to cook better.
$$$
Take more risks.
Simplify my life. Less is more.
and more to come.
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