Sucess is the result of good judegement.
Good judgement is the result of experience.
Experience is the result of bad judgement.
- Anthony Robbins
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
The Salesman
Donned in a striking brown/white striped top with a black tie, I heaved a tensed breath as I laid back onto the seat. I took out the clear file from my bag and laid it on the table. With my eyes closed,the next breath I took in transformed me into what I was half a year ago - the salesman.
The file contained the tools required for my sales presentation; the sales speech was drafted in point forms inside my head. This sales transaction would impact directly how I spend my next one year - a $20,000 deal! So I waited patiently before I hear my customer's heels' echoing drawing nearer from outside the door. I stood anticipating the handshake. I was prepared to present the product.
And so the customer started with a few enquiries before I took the lead in guiding her throughout our transaction. Looking straight into her eyes, I noticed how I had established the rapport with how I presented the product. I got her engaged with a few laughs in the process until I finished my planned presentation. It was almost perfect to what I had planned to say. The product is totally new to this market, and with no prior records of qualifications, I could only assure the customer that the product is of superior quality such that no matter in which market it is launched in, it would stand out of the rest as a result of its toughness and versatile nature.
The lady had few questions for me. Guess I had talked too much. Like most other rational buyers, she told me she would think about it, while she look at other products from her list. She promised to give me an answer very soon.
Indeed, on the very same day later, her assistant rang me during my lecture. I have sealed the deal.
The file contained the tools required for my sales presentation; the sales speech was drafted in point forms inside my head. This sales transaction would impact directly how I spend my next one year - a $20,000 deal! So I waited patiently before I hear my customer's heels' echoing drawing nearer from outside the door. I stood anticipating the handshake. I was prepared to present the product.
And so the customer started with a few enquiries before I took the lead in guiding her throughout our transaction. Looking straight into her eyes, I noticed how I had established the rapport with how I presented the product. I got her engaged with a few laughs in the process until I finished my planned presentation. It was almost perfect to what I had planned to say. The product is totally new to this market, and with no prior records of qualifications, I could only assure the customer that the product is of superior quality such that no matter in which market it is launched in, it would stand out of the rest as a result of its toughness and versatile nature.
The lady had few questions for me. Guess I had talked too much. Like most other rational buyers, she told me she would think about it, while she look at other products from her list. She promised to give me an answer very soon.
Indeed, on the very same day later, her assistant rang me during my lecture. I have sealed the deal.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Mission
I picked the same bag that I had brought the school on the previous day. Perhaps studying could take things off the mind. On the way out, I thought the library would be a great destination, for I had planned for ages to get some investment related book off their shelves. But when I faced the entrance of the library, I finally convince myself to put an end to the miserable deception.
Perhaps I need to embark on my mission. And so I headed six levels up the building instead, one storey beneath the rooftop. I exit the lift and turned into the small corridor. It was 7pm. The echoes were faint. I pushed open the glass door and two ladies greeted me. "How many of you?" asked the lady in black coat. "Erm... only one, myself." Even though I had set out to spend, I still took the cheaper option of the seat in the hall. As I picked up the wireless mic, I finally felt good.
And there at the Party World I ran a marathon of solo singing for 5 hours and 15 minutes almost non-stop. I started with a raw voice, to a opened up one, to a sore one, and finally to a point I could sing nicely without going through too much at the throat. It really felt great, especially when passerbys occaionally stood behind me until I finish that very song they were appreciating. Some clapped, some stood around to watch quietly after their toilet visit, some stayed a while before leaving the lounge, some took the seat opposite mine, and some asked me the title of the song that I have sung. At the end of the 5 hours, I realised my body to be trembling from weariness. But the experience was simply fantastic. I have heard of how A*mei collapsed from weariness after a complete exertion of energy at the end of the encore in her concert. I learnt that it could be so true.
12.15am, I walked out onto the same street in the opposite direction that I came from, only this time it was dark and the path stood hardly any but a few souls. Like an effect of a medication that wore off, the unwelcomed mood struck me yet again. I heaved a deep heavy sigh, which so obviously declared my throat a sored one.
Perhaps I need to embark on my mission. And so I headed six levels up the building instead, one storey beneath the rooftop. I exit the lift and turned into the small corridor. It was 7pm. The echoes were faint. I pushed open the glass door and two ladies greeted me. "How many of you?" asked the lady in black coat. "Erm... only one, myself." Even though I had set out to spend, I still took the cheaper option of the seat in the hall. As I picked up the wireless mic, I finally felt good.
And there at the Party World I ran a marathon of solo singing for 5 hours and 15 minutes almost non-stop. I started with a raw voice, to a opened up one, to a sore one, and finally to a point I could sing nicely without going through too much at the throat. It really felt great, especially when passerbys occaionally stood behind me until I finish that very song they were appreciating. Some clapped, some stood around to watch quietly after their toilet visit, some stayed a while before leaving the lounge, some took the seat opposite mine, and some asked me the title of the song that I have sung. At the end of the 5 hours, I realised my body to be trembling from weariness. But the experience was simply fantastic. I have heard of how A*mei collapsed from weariness after a complete exertion of energy at the end of the encore in her concert. I learnt that it could be so true.
12.15am, I walked out onto the same street in the opposite direction that I came from, only this time it was dark and the path stood hardly any but a few souls. Like an effect of a medication that wore off, the unwelcomed mood struck me yet again. I heaved a deep heavy sigh, which so obviously declared my throat a sored one.
Linger
How do suicidal thoughts come about? While every mother's son is bestowed with one life, be it long or short, sometimes it would seem justified to have Armageddon take place at that very moment to rip everyone off the right to live (if I decide not to exist anymore). Depression is a tool so powerful that it will momentarily brainwash rationality off a mind. Should I one day develop such thoughts, I will gather every last bit of my rationality and tell myself, "I must spend and utilise every single cent left in my savings before I succumb to that hellish idea. " I will indulge in the most lavish spending, shop with extravagance, and dine in luxurious places that serve the finest delicacies. When the last cent has been expanded, then it would be time to execute the mission, but only if I do not hesitate lingering in this world anymore longer after tasting the finest in life. If I should decide that this bloody world is still worth lingering, I would already have bought myself a second life.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Slacker's Blues
3 years ago, I started on a job that can put me through my wishes to graduate with a degree.
But after it began, I hoped for the working cum studying days to be gone as each day passed by with weariness, tilting the scale of a balanced life.
Alas, exams are near. I had counted down for nearly a year to the faithful day I tendered my resignation letter.
2 months ago, I commence a full swing revision. A pure student - nothing could be better.
But after it began, I hoped for the stressful days of memorising texts that I could not absorb to be over.
Alas, exams are over. I finally can put aside all work and books.
12 days ago, I focused on fully immersing myself in the joy of true blue slacker.
But after it began, it turned out that the days I most looked forward to are the worse period to pass. It would be better if I have spare cash. No news for job applications. Days sped as I whacked dramas night after night. Euro 2008 night after night. And slept days after days. I used to long for the days I can resume my RPG games on my PS2. Now that I am free to do so, I steer clear of them, because for the state I am in now, gaming would only subconsciously convince me that their world is the real world.
Next I hope for the days that I get employed again.
Solution always creates a new problem. Parts and parcels of life? I say life is a vicious cycle.
Quote from Sumiko Tan - Straits Times
When a dream comes true, you don't always get the happiness you thought would come with it; Happiness is not something you can feel every moment of the day; Happiness comes in small doses, so just be grateful for that; It's pointless to wish for a Big Happiness because it won't happen; Perhaps happiness is overrated.
But after it began, I hoped for the working cum studying days to be gone as each day passed by with weariness, tilting the scale of a balanced life.
Alas, exams are near. I had counted down for nearly a year to the faithful day I tendered my resignation letter.
2 months ago, I commence a full swing revision. A pure student - nothing could be better.
But after it began, I hoped for the stressful days of memorising texts that I could not absorb to be over.
Alas, exams are over. I finally can put aside all work and books.
12 days ago, I focused on fully immersing myself in the joy of true blue slacker.
But after it began, it turned out that the days I most looked forward to are the worse period to pass. It would be better if I have spare cash. No news for job applications. Days sped as I whacked dramas night after night. Euro 2008 night after night. And slept days after days. I used to long for the days I can resume my RPG games on my PS2. Now that I am free to do so, I steer clear of them, because for the state I am in now, gaming would only subconsciously convince me that their world is the real world.
Next I hope for the days that I get employed again.
Solution always creates a new problem. Parts and parcels of life? I say life is a vicious cycle.
Quote from Sumiko Tan - Straits Times
When a dream comes true, you don't always get the happiness you thought would come with it; Happiness is not something you can feel every moment of the day; Happiness comes in small doses, so just be grateful for that; It's pointless to wish for a Big Happiness because it won't happen; Perhaps happiness is overrated.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Vindicated
The time bomb went ticking away the moment I clicked connect. The grumpy cpu had gathered a substantial amount of horsepower. The horses always appeared with a red exclaimation and then introduced themselves as trojans. Within moments all went black, soon to be followed up with varieties of vulgarities and hand signals each time it happened. It was not before this new set of computer sits before me that the 2.5 years of fustrations have finally come to a halt. The time bomb was a strong deterence for me to even log on to clear my emails. So I turned to clearing my mails from the letterbox. The May issue of Courts promotion brochure had laid inside for almost a month. The unintented act of browsing through the catalogue soon led me to the nearest Courts store, and for being unemployed, this only means I need to clear my IPPT with a Gold next month for the subsidy.
Delirious with the widened screen and the unfamiliar Vista format, I spent hours clicking, and as I opened my "favourites" folder, dust blew in my face and there I saw the mouldy words buried under algaes, "AMBiVALEncE in A LABYRinTH". There I read the past events of the boy whose frequencies I could not synchronise with at times. The 2 years gap has been vindicated, I thought.
In the past I strived to be a leader of life. But come to think of it, I am being unconsiously led by life instead. In the past the paths were clear ahead, even though distant, they ended with a stream of hopeful beams. However the paths seemed to take on winding ways with hardly any direction signs.
I browsed a few other blogs I used to visit years back. Most of them are inactive while some are still well maintained, as ever. Impressed with how some friends are displaying their days with pride, the feeling curve took a downturn to reach a point of melancholy.
I should stop here, to take a look at my surroundings.
Yes, my accounting notes are near me. There is a paper in 4 more days.
Delirious with the widened screen and the unfamiliar Vista format, I spent hours clicking, and as I opened my "favourites" folder, dust blew in my face and there I saw the mouldy words buried under algaes, "AMBiVALEncE in A LABYRinTH". There I read the past events of the boy whose frequencies I could not synchronise with at times. The 2 years gap has been vindicated, I thought.
In the past I strived to be a leader of life. But come to think of it, I am being unconsiously led by life instead. In the past the paths were clear ahead, even though distant, they ended with a stream of hopeful beams. However the paths seemed to take on winding ways with hardly any direction signs.
I browsed a few other blogs I used to visit years back. Most of them are inactive while some are still well maintained, as ever. Impressed with how some friends are displaying their days with pride, the feeling curve took a downturn to reach a point of melancholy.
I should stop here, to take a look at my surroundings.
Yes, my accounting notes are near me. There is a paper in 4 more days.
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