Walking on Sunshine...errr....Not?
Snorty Brother Joe told mi he can see a black cloud & a dark aura
on & around mi respectively laz nite when we set off to Vic's house after the Mother's Day dinner at some random & funky eatery in some big carpark. He then proceeded to analyse y.
He attributed it to something along the lines of certain complimentaries but oso said dat is oso y i m such an unhappy arse. Sometimes simplicity is such a bliss i tell u.
Dis morning, I woke up wif "Resignation" imprinted across my head like paint sprawled loosely on the wall. I've nvr been more miserable.
Mummy scorned the irony of which. She laffed too. So did Snorty Brother Joe. Bcoz i find pp jobs. But i cudnt find myslf something dat can make mi not frown.
So many things happen in a single day of my everyday. But at the end of the day, there is none of which dat makes mi wanto tok about it.
On the originally good Saturday noon, we were made to attend dis compulsory motivational talk by famous management consultant, Dr Andrew Goh. (so much for being motivational...a compulsory tok on a
Saturday afternoon?! Dey must hv nuts for brains...)
Well, basically, the gist of the talk is to make us realise how to achieve or inch towards our individual goals.
I recalled staring at my paper blankly.
Den i recalled scribbling something dat reads something like "My goal is to find a goal in life." And den i proceeded on to doodle mindlessly.
Dr Goh den asked us to rank the possibility of achieving the goal, wif scale 10 being the most probable.
I did a 5-ver.
I mean...who noes if i wud or wud not find my goal in life rite?!
Den he said people who ranked it 5, 6 or 7 nid to scale down the goal. For eg, if ur goal is to earn a million dollars in 10 years & u rank it having a possibility of 5, it wud hover around like 50-50, so y not reduce ur goal to like $500, 000 so dat the possibility of getting there cud be up to a probability of 75% or stg lydat. U get?
Den, i stared blankly at wot i scribbled again.
How to scale down "finding a goal in life"?!?
Willis, who was sitting nxt to mi, peered over to peep at wot i wrote & when she saw wad she saw on my paper, she looked at mi, almoz earnestly, shook her head in dismay & uttered the most sympathetic "So sad" i've ever heard, wif no tinge of sarcasm intended.
I tink she mite be genuinely feeling sad for mi....ya' tink?
I wonder wad i shud be when i grow up. Any sane ideas?