Happy Anniversary

I am already working for a year. For a year, I have been earning, although income offset the spendings. Still, better than my younger days when I was a family credit guzzler.

A year working here has been a smooth yatch sailing regardless of the wind direction for a sailor. The sailor is not sure where he'll end up soon or whether he will have the chance to see which shore he'll land. Being a young inexperienced sailor, the only option for the moment is to observe the weather daily and do what is right for the day. Not any opportunities to peek at captain's telescope to see where he am set to go. At times, or most of the time, the sailor contemplates a lot about his role. Sometimes it's bright sometimes it's bleak.

The sailor hopes... someday when he knows how to read a compass, he will be able to clear his own path...

ah, enough of metaphore and personification. Have a great weekend!

Comments

easier said than done..

A recent conversation with a friend made me realise there are so much things, when said is ideal, when done might turn out to be less pleasant. Well of course one cannot run away from continuously managing an activity or action so that it does not turn ugly at all. Continuous management is what human tend to call, commitment. And who the hell made that word up, I've missed an M the first time I wrote it! As far as I lived to write this post today, I am 'proud' to still not tied down by the human-termed 'commitment'. I can have all the 365 days for myself, all my earnings for myself (of course I voluntarily treat my family which made me happy, and that's what I do for myself too) and all the time for myself. I can safely assume that I have almost zero commitment. Probably as the level of maturity heightens with age, responsibility and commitment come into play naturally. Not sure if from zero to hero sounds great when it is about commitment to everyone but I gues...

golf..

I had the chance to try golf yesterday. My colleague offered to teach me some of the basics so we off to Miri Golf Club for a few 'noob' hit at the driving range. Golf ain't easy eh.. We paid 5 bucks for 50 balls... that's 10 cents for a ball. Ok, I think it worth. If I make a bad hit, it's equivalent to throwing a 10 cents coin into the river. Hahah. It's gonna be a while for me to train myself to hit the ball most of the time. Currently, I'm already feeling the after effect of swinging the golf club. Muscle aches... Anyway, lets not stop halfway here...

NRD

NRD- Normal Retirement Date I am 1 year and a few days in service but my company has set my retirement date. Seems like I have less than 32 years to go now.

somewhere there ~~

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