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“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” - Jack Kerouac.

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And so, another chapter is about to begin when I haven't closed the previous one. I am apprehensive and anxious.
I do not know what is going to happen come August, but I am only hoping for the best.

I have unfortunately lost the motivation to blog already. Ideas sprung up now and then, but by the time I log into blogger I lost steam and blanked out. Numerous times. It is strange...

A conversation recently with a retired man made me realised a few things about myself.
I know I am not cut it for the business/corporate world, no matter how hard I try. Yeah, that's where the money is. But I am not one to socialise and make friends. Hence, the difficulty to build a wide and strong network. Oh dear. I wonder what happened in my developmental process, I have this tendency to be alone. I am wildly averse to meeting new people. It is a mindset that I have to adjust. Still trying to, am going to, have to do, must do.

Strangely, I like who I am right now (I'm a geek!), I like where I'm at, even though I am facing the crossroads of life. Whatever decision I make is going to shape me, my thinking, my career, my future. It scares me. I wonder whether allowing 18/19 year olds to decide their career at such an age is a correct decision. Yet, we all have to face it. I am not an exception.

I have taken my ISAT. Submitted my applications. Awaiting for a confirmation for Personal Quality Assessment and maybe an interview. ETA October? I don't know. I only know this is the last time I am going to try. I can't wait to close this particular side-story.

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OSL RO16.
I vaguely remember it was about the time I usually knock off from work. Fuck, I am not going to make it... Luckily there is a twitchtv app on my iOS device hehee . So I tapped out of Outram Park Station, instantly sat on the stairs and whipped out my iPhone. OMG, LEFT WITH 20% BATT, LETS HOPE 3G IS FAST ENOUGH. Jangbi vs Flash. I had recently found out about the beauty and art called SC:BW. I was staring at my phone for a good 20 minutes, listening to korean commentators screaming away passionately while I didn't understand a single syllable they spoke. Those goons were sieging at the bunker again... the game went smoothly into mid-game. Sadly a mistake by Flash ended the game. My heart was rooting for Flash :(