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REAP

Friday, February 27, 2009
Exams are over and done with.
Here I am, sitting in front of the screen.
Contemplating about my future.
The cliche question pops into my mind once in awhile like an unwanted guest.
" Where do I see myself in 10 years time?"
And every time, my sub conscious will rebut with it's own little joke. " Not in a coffin"
I've been putting that question away since o'levels. And i think now's the time i seriously give some thoughts to this topic.

I see myself in another country. Probably the US or Australia or New Zealand. I will continue my studies there and probably get a permanent residence . I will of course come back to singapore if i have a serious girl waiting for me. But it's hard to think that is so otherwise.

My career choices will be

  • Food Technologist (R&D)
  • Dietitian
  • Nutritionist
  • Plant Manager
  • Pharmacist
  • Doctor (this option is near impossible for me)
I'll be 22 when i get out of the army. And that is the point where life really starts.

Hope i get a smooth start.

cheers all Marcus



Monday, February 16, 2009
I'm going to make a list of things that I'm thankful for in life.
3....2.....1... here goes

  • That I am born a boy. I'm not being sexist, because i sympathize with the opposite sex as they have the painful thing coming to them once a month, moreover, pregnancy and going into labor is the same as a near death experience in my opinion. Thus, my salute to the females on this point.
  • That my parents raised me as properly as they could. I would be on the streets,or clubbing if not for their strict control over me. Habits are cultivated and they die hard. If i had started the habit of partying till the night, I would be wasting money in the future too.
  • All the friends I have. Not those, "hey, what's up?" and "good to see you, bye" kind. But those who actually talk to me and have actual conversations with.
  • The security that I am having now. ( financially, psychologically, physically)
  • I am born able bodied. Some things in life, we take for granted. I am glad I was born complete. Nobody can be perfect, but they can me complete. I don't wish to rely on other people for my living if possible.
  • My past relationships, be it sweet or sour, I have great memories. I've taken steps towards maturity through the ups and downs.
11.15 pm. Time for me to go take a shower and go straight to bed.

I'm having this bittersweet feeling nowadays. This sucks...



Tuesday, February 10, 2009

A picture depicts a thousand words. Mine just depicts three words.

Burning Bins are provided for the following reasons

  • To lessen the mess made when burning.
  • To avoid the ashes from flying all over.
  • To make cleaning up easier.
  • To avoid having a black mark on the ground.
  • Most of all, to show consideration towards others.
Please, use the bins.. Be considerate. Happy New Year.



Sunday, February 01, 2009
Operation TrisTan is in effect...


Reborn


4th August 1988
Marcus Myo



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