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Thursday, January 22, 2009
Are we really who we think are ?
Or are we just a figment of peer pressure at work.
Are we who people think we are?
Less those that think below par.
That we trust no man is an island?
of which time burns.
When we love without reserve,
Is it nothing but we derserve?

Be yourself.

3:03 AM

Friday, January 16, 2009
It's been a long and tiring week for me. Mentally tiring, I'd say. Been busy almost everyday so i seem to be mentally burnt out. There are many things that i like to do, but there's only 25 hours in a day. I felt so honoured this week, I had dinner with a multi millionaire. It was a taughtful experience. How often would you have a chance to meet a millionaire ?

He traded on oil, like buying on selling crude oil. He has many businesses , including 28 shops for lease and for use; of which many he rents out to people. When i heard the number of prooerties he had, i was shocked. He owned a total of 60 plus properties, all for personal investment. He also had another 2 factories in china, an upcoming opening pub, and a hotel. God knows what else he has up his sleeves.

So i tried to speak tohim to see the program beneath this succesful dick. I tried to model him, using my mirroring skills to match his perosnality. But he was arrogant. He spoke with a blunt, sharp tone with his fingertappin the table to emphasize his every point. I and my business partner there were criticized beyond recognition. We wanted to just bring an idea across to him but neither did we expect that we had so many flaws.

Moreover, when i told him i was playing stocks i think i saw him open his eyes so wide a moth could fly in. He was like,
"So what are you doing now , ken ?"
"Oh im studying.............
AND playing stocks."
"PLAYING STOCKS"?
"Aiya you dont play la. Sure die one"
Although i did not really put much emphasise on what he said, i tried to model him. information that i shouldnt listen to, i'd filter it. Otherwise, i just wanna learn from this man. I queried his success story and attempted to learn as much as i could from him.

The dinner seemed like forever. His straightforwadness were like arrows of fire piercing through our souls, tearing us apart yet leaving a beautiful scar after each attack. I tolerated, for i dont often have dinner with a fucking multi miliionaire. After the dinner was over i sat down with Sean at the coffeeshop, trying to deduce what was the intention the man was bringing up all along.

Other days were spent with R, where we discussed our business together. Progress was slow, but it was picking up. He'd be flying to Indonesia and China to meet the prospects, while i take care of sthe stuffs in Singapore.




LIFE IS HARD.
BE HAPPYY.

6:30 PM

Sunday, January 11, 2009
And all the thing are just falling into position. Things no longer looked that pessimistic anymore. We are just like what the universal law states : What you focus on expands.

Will be busy for almost everyday for the next few days. Programmes lined up back to back to back. I need to balance up my work life with my school life.

9:53 PM

The past week has been a rather unfolding one. I've wanted to do big things, set up businesses, start up companies, be my own boss. The past week alone many routes have been open up to me, and the entrepeuners that are all my friends started revealing careers opportunities to me.

I wont say anything about my upcoming business plans, yet. But stay tuned.



I take a look at myself, and then notice you again;
You disappoint me.
So much.
You take care of yourself.

8:30 AM

Thursday, January 8, 2009
Back to blog whoring again.

Everyone has problems. It's 1230 am right now and im talking to a friend. There were times when she spoke to me and teared. I wanted to help her so much. I wanted to give her so much. But the world is cruel. I hope one day will come, when she will be brave enough to stand up for herself, be a lady. A different lady that everyone looks up to. A lady that knows what she wants in life. A lady that can bring herself to do the things her head tells her to, even though no matter how bad her heart yearns for anything she desires.

She's a loser in the game of love. But that's all for now. This girl goes by feeling from the heart. She doesnt use her head to think logically. And i hope thing will change. I hope that one that this very girl that i once thought was a young little teenager evolve into a terrific ambitious young woman that lets herself worry about nothing for the future.

She's a one that always messages me in the morning or even at the wee hours of the night. She's the one that makes me laugh with cock jokes and monkey phrases. She treats me like an older brother, always sheltering and protecting her from harm. That's why i dont wanna see her this way. I just hope she wake up from this dream.

And for you fuckers that think she's my girlfriend, you all can kiss my KENdy ass :)

She's my sis,



7:39 AM

Time to get back on my feet again.

Need to upgrade myself.
Need to stop playing so much games.
Need to go for more seminars.
Need to read more.
Need to be mentored more.
Need to stop behaving like young adults.
Need to start behaving like an adult.
Need to speak more educatedly.
Need to help more people on the way to success.

Need to find a girlfriend.
Let's do this.


Lost pictures last year.






7:07 AM

have been doing alot of thinking, till shortie talked to me. People might deem my behaviour as childihs, or even kiddy, but the utmost of importance is what lies in the head. ANYone can think, ANYone can dream. but not all can do. So i will just get my way giong , and do the stuffs that i wanna do.

It's a new year for all.
Let's grow towards our goals.

1:33 AM

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