The real beginning

Time flies. Moved on to another big phase in life. Doesn't seem very appealing as what we used to think when we were still young. Thoughts of "can't wait to grow up" and "can't wait to finish my studies" has proven to be foolish thoughts. "A's" is no longer important, instead "money" is.

Life has not change much since this transition. Only difference is that we have to bear much more responsibilities, financial ones especially. No more sleeping in when you can't get up in the morning, no more shopping and karaoke in the afternoons, no more late night net surfing or mamak sessions. After a whole day at work, the only thing you will think of to do when you get back home is get some REST.

So far I've been adapting to this kind of life quite well, although I have lose out quite a number of things, quality time with friends, and MYSELF. Anyhow I'm very thankful that I landed myself a job right after I graduate, not a very high pay job but met the 'standards' for a degree graduate, wonderful bosses, great colleagues, having the freedom and doing what I like.

While others are still enjoying their post-graduation holidays and 'window shopping' for the best job they could ever find, I put myself straight away into the never ending working life without much hesitation. Hope I have made the right decision. For now, I still believe I'm making the right decision. *fingers crossed*

Big sigh

I don't want to graduate yet!
Especially at this kind of time.
People already losing their jobs due to retrenchment, who's going to hire more?
I want time to STOP...
It's going to be 2009 very very soon.
*sigh*

time to make my new year resolutions. which I hardly ever remember after a week.
*double sigh*

Clever Joke

A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the Priest beside her, "Father, may I ask a favor?"
"Of course my child. What may I do for you?"
"Well, I bought an expensive woman's electronic hair dryer for my mother's birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limits, and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?"
The priest answered: "I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you: I will not lie."
"With your honest face, Father, no one will question you"

When they got to Customs, she let the priest go ahead of her. The official asked, "Father, do you have anything to declare?"
"From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare."

The official thought this answer strange, so asked,
"And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?"
"I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date, unused."
Roaring with laughter, the official said, "Go ahead, Father. Next!"