What a game!
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Start-ups are such pains!!! More so if from Ground Zero.
Boss in Jail, may be a blessing in disguise after all. Well, that's what I like to think =D.
Given a month's worth of rotting time, to measure every inch of space I have in the house. As the Cantonese called it leong tei kun (Floor Measuring Officer), meaning a person with nothing much to do.
With so much time on my hands, went to a book sale and came back with a self-help book. Rather out of character!! I was always likened to a PIG, seeing that my favourite pastime is eating and sleeping. Helping myself is the last thing on my mind, so to say.
I use to think as well, when I see people reading self helps: "How BORING!!!". Nothing beats a good thick captivating storybook, filled with Magic, Mystical Creatures, Mystery, Politics, Romance, all set in a foreign imaginary land.
Maybe too bored! I guess a switch turned on. Or fused. Or short circuited. Whichever you like.
Now I turned that imagination to another angle, to the money-making angle. MUAHAHAHA!!! *Evil Laugh* *Turns Red* *Grow Horns* *Fork in Hand* (Money is the root of all evil!!!)
But to reach The Root of Evil is so so hard......
It feels like a video game. I have to cross a Huge River to the pot of gold on the other bank. To get across I have to jump from stone to stone. Some big, some small, some will sink and some are steady. No map, no clue. Might have crocs in the waters.
I jump on the first stone... I'm so GOOD! I picked the right one! But every time the euphoria is short lived, because you have to go on to choose the next stone. You wait, you see. I think I will choose the small stone, fits my small feet. The big stones have easier footing but with moss, I have slippery shoes.
Then I chose one that sunk. As I sloshed in the mud, I thought of turning back when the shore behind me is still close. But then my feet hit solid ground! Enough to climb back up on a stone.
What a game!!!
Boss in Jail, may be a blessing in disguise after all. Well, that's what I like to think =D.
Given a month's worth of rotting time, to measure every inch of space I have in the house. As the Cantonese called it leong tei kun (Floor Measuring Officer), meaning a person with nothing much to do.
With so much time on my hands, went to a book sale and came back with a self-help book. Rather out of character!! I was always likened to a PIG, seeing that my favourite pastime is eating and sleeping. Helping myself is the last thing on my mind, so to say.
I use to think as well, when I see people reading self helps: "How BORING!!!". Nothing beats a good thick captivating storybook, filled with Magic, Mystical Creatures, Mystery, Politics, Romance, all set in a foreign imaginary land.
Maybe too bored! I guess a switch turned on. Or fused. Or short circuited. Whichever you like.
Now I turned that imagination to another angle, to the money-making angle. MUAHAHAHA!!! *Evil Laugh* *Turns Red* *Grow Horns* *Fork in Hand* (Money is the root of all evil!!!)
But to reach The Root of Evil is so so hard......
It feels like a video game. I have to cross a Huge River to the pot of gold on the other bank. To get across I have to jump from stone to stone. Some big, some small, some will sink and some are steady. No map, no clue. Might have crocs in the waters.
I jump on the first stone... I'm so GOOD! I picked the right one! But every time the euphoria is short lived, because you have to go on to choose the next stone. You wait, you see. I think I will choose the small stone, fits my small feet. The big stones have easier footing but with moss, I have slippery shoes.
Then I chose one that sunk. As I sloshed in the mud, I thought of turning back when the shore behind me is still close. But then my feet hit solid ground! Enough to climb back up on a stone.
What a game!!!
