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.:: The Writer ::.




.:: Him ::.

Soultari
Dancer, Lover, Brother
Commander, Teacher
Dreamer
22nd April 1986
......


.:: Grumples ::.





.:: My favourite ::.

Loves Allah.
Loves Dance.
Loves Family.
Loves Cousins.
Loves The Bitches.
Loves Dancemates.
Loves Unique Maju.
Loves SNT.
Loves P.S.
Loves Dian.Dancers.
Loves Starbucks.
Loves Film.
Loves To Be Loved.
Loves You.


.:: My hatred ::.

Detest Falsehoods.
Detest War Fanatics.
Detest To Be Hurt.
Detest Being Alone.
Detest Nosy Parkers.
Detest You.





.:: Links ::.







.:: My Past ::.


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|October 2008|

|November 2008|

|December 2008|

|February 2009|

|March 2009|

|April 2009|

|May 2009|


Monday, November 10, 2008
Of Depleting Bank Account & Lessons Learn In Getting A Job

The working world absorbs all the energy in a person living him feeling as if he is squeezed dry. My only excuse would be work. I've been so tied up I refuse to let any of my impending emotions get in between.

All these societal ideals to how a person should survive in this world makes Mimin a very stressed up person.

Back during the last few months before I ended my time in performing National Service, my men were scurrying to find jobs. I hadn't the slightest idea of the phenomenon manifesting before me. Every single one of my men suddenly had the interest in Newspapers and occasionally the commanders had to take on a case of the missing classified's section.

They were so engrossed in searching fora job, it became the main topic during breakfast, lunch and dinner sessions. Sometimes commanders would have had a hard time accounting strength because we had men booking out for interviews for their prospective jobs.

I believe I must have been too pampered because I felt I didn't need a job and my savings was enough to keep me alive till February.But I thought wrong. When you are twenty-two after National Service, asking your parents for money is a definite no no. So I learn.

I mean come on, after all the military training and lessons in growing up, you should know better than depend on your parents.

The savings slowly depleted and decreased in digits. From a healthy 4 digit now I am left with a measly 2 digit number.

I guess we will only understand the needs of others when we desperately need the needs. And I will say it here, unashamed, that I am in need of money. I should have searched for a job way earlier and I did not take my bank account for granted.

Yesterday, a short meet up with three of my men made me realise how settled they are knowing that at least with a job, they are happy to know that money do come in at the end of the month.

With a diploma I can do more. And yet, I took it for granted. Lesson learnt...

Talking about digits, I am only left with 98 days before I embark on my new journey...

Mimin's Gearing For:
PENTAS SUTERA

Mimin's Missing:
Having someone to hold my waist.

Mimin's Praying For:
Clingy people.


| 11/10/2008 08:00:00 AM |


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