Sunday, July 31, 2011
Boring Sunday
sucks to be stuck in the room at someone else's place, alone, wasting my precious sunday away fml.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
sad truth
There’s yet another inheritance dispute in the news lately, between some mistress and the kids. It’s disputed whether the father was pressured into giving the mistress the S$7 million house.
For an outsider’s point of view, it all boils down to greed. Of course, I think the old man (who hasn’t even died for god’s sake) had consented on transferring to ownership of the house to his mistress, willingly. He would have given it to the sons too if they’d asked earlier of course. It really is sad when your loved ones care so much about your wealth when you are dying (that is, not dead yet).
Inheritance is a gift out of love from the person who’s dying who cares for you. If he cares enough for your comfort level in the financial aspect in the future when he’s dying, the least you could do for him is to let him live his remaining days peacefully.
It’s scary to imagine you might turn in to one of them in the future for the name of money because, surely, when they are young and innocent like me now (ahem), they would never imagine to cause such grievance to their loved ones. I mean, for the mistress, if you are already so old and you really love your old man so much, why bother fighting when you can spend your energy to spend the remaining days with your old man.
The children, your parents have already spent fortune raising you from scratch. Inheritance, again, is a gift. It’s your fortune your parents do not need your financial support when they’re passed their prime working age. It is a windfall when your parents have some wealth (however small amount it is) left for you.
It’s strange. It’s like, you’re given a gift but you punch the giver (who are in dying condition) right in the face because the gift is not big enough for you.
For an outsider’s point of view, it all boils down to greed. Of course, I think the old man (who hasn’t even died for god’s sake) had consented on transferring to ownership of the house to his mistress, willingly. He would have given it to the sons too if they’d asked earlier of course. It really is sad when your loved ones care so much about your wealth when you are dying (that is, not dead yet).
Inheritance is a gift out of love from the person who’s dying who cares for you. If he cares enough for your comfort level in the financial aspect in the future when he’s dying, the least you could do for him is to let him live his remaining days peacefully.
It’s scary to imagine you might turn in to one of them in the future for the name of money because, surely, when they are young and innocent like me now (ahem), they would never imagine to cause such grievance to their loved ones. I mean, for the mistress, if you are already so old and you really love your old man so much, why bother fighting when you can spend your energy to spend the remaining days with your old man.
The children, your parents have already spent fortune raising you from scratch. Inheritance, again, is a gift. It’s your fortune your parents do not need your financial support when they’re passed their prime working age. It is a windfall when your parents have some wealth (however small amount it is) left for you.
It’s strange. It’s like, you’re given a gift but you punch the giver (who are in dying condition) right in the face because the gift is not big enough for you.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
a comeback attempt.. after a major hiatus
i’m 5 working days away from leaving my current job, for good, i hope, and joining a new company. looking back, i was constantly complaining bout my work, or rather the lack of it, but towards the end, i think im beginning to appreciate my office, for its friendly less complicated (not entirely not complicated) environment. for such reason, i guess i needed this one year to get a taste of and slowly adapt myself to the ugly working world. for better of for worse, i'm beginning to grow out of my amateur state (both socially and professionally) . i begin to realise that people are not always kind, but they are not entirely bad either, things are not always going well, but there are always good things to learn from it. what i gotta do is to just keep trying and hope for the best.
to my friends who are struggling at work, hang in there :) you are my warrior heroes haha.. hope you have not given up on my blog totally :P
to M, happy start in work! keep in mind we've got each other back for better and for worse :)
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