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August 28 Me no speaking I've just realised how long it has been since I've written in Malay, while also remembering why I hated writing in Malay cos I was never fluent in the language.
Trust me, if you haven't written in Malay for a long time, try it. I feel like a retard (moreso than usual) trying to write a bloody letter in Bahasa Melayu, and this is a letter which is going out to our Prime Minister! I'm just worried of getting a phrase or a saluation wrong...and I might not have a country to live in anymore.
I'm writing this post whle taking a break from my headache. How I only wish the letter could go something like this:
Dato' Seri,
Bagi pihak client I, I nak invite you to attend majlis pelancaran XXXX. Majlis ini is to melancarkan this pameran in conjunction with kita punya Hari Raya celebrations.
Pameran ini showcasing work of art yang teramat best sekali dan featuring our local famous designer Encik Pondan. Encik Pondan actually famous untuk batik design dia, tapi nowadays he also got buat metal sculpture. I pasti Dato' Seri akan impress dengan kesenian Encik Pondan. So I berharap Dato' Seri boleh attend function ini dengan Datin Seri.
And then lepas launch, we akan belanja Dato' Seri to buka puasa at one of the restoran best kat sini.
I harap Dato' Seri ada masa to attending majlis pelancaran ini.
I humbly await response you. Sekian, terima kasih.
Yang benar,
XXXXX
August 21 PerspectiveWhen I was young, my goal in life was simple: Get a good job that pays well, get married, have kids, live till old.
Make no mistake that those goals still apply, but as I became older it just made me realise that all those goals translates to: Money, money, MONEY. Face it, it all boils down to cash. Before I get married, I need to know that I am financially stable to support another person in my life while also having enough to build a household. To have children, I need to have enough money for diapers and eventually education. Finally, for me to live old, I need...well...a good doctor.
When I walk down the street and see a BMW or a Porsche, I sometimes think to myself if I will ever make it THAT rich...and I often come to the conclusion which is NO. Why? Basically, unless my luck changes dramatically, I'm not in the best position in life to make millions. No matter how hard I work, I still will never get far enough or earn enough to buy a Porsche...or one of those 5-star condos in Mont Kiara.
Which makes me start thinkin about my current job, or if you like to call it a "career". I've been in this line for almost 2 years now and I don't know if I'm really going anywhere with this so-called career path. Which makes me start to doubt whether I'm really cut out to be in this PR and events line in the first place. I've so far enjoyed the ride, both with the previous and current company, but do I really have the skills or character to really make it big? I really doubt it. However, I have tried looking at myself doing something else, and I can't really see myself doing anything else (besides being hired by the Royal London Circus).
Sigh....
Which brings me back to the reason why I think I will NEVER make it rich. I will probably be well-to-do, but never rich. I'm doing something I enjoy, but dunno if I'm really good at it.
Do I wanna be rich? Hell yeah. For those who say they don't and that they just wanna be happy blah blah blah can go fuck themselves cos they're fuckin lying. Wouldn't you wanna have money to make ends meet PLUS also having some extra money to be comfortable and to enjoy life? Wouldn't you wanna pay your bills PLUS be able to take your entire family on a holiday in Paris?
Am I happy NOW? I'm alrite....but I could be happier.
WILL I be happier? Who knows? |
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