yunfei

6.2.07

		what i should do with mine
		(note: this post commenced on the morning of 6 feb and is completed 7 feb morning after getting back on the first train from harbourfront with soaked pants) i purchased Po Bronson's What Should I Do With My Life? at the end of last year and vowed to read a snippet every night before bed. like all fads, this commitment to getting inspired died off when life got busy, during the period where i simultaneously stopped taking time off to ruminate. (read samples from the book) i picked it up again yesterday night, and was deeply challenged by what i read. it was Lori Gottlieb's story about seeking a "24-hour-high" and the moral of the story lay in that our jobseeking should not degrade to a problem-solving process whereby we come to a logical answer to our innate abilities. which precisely contradicts what i previously told jackson to do, the night i read the book - find something you can relate to and excel in, and just work your ass off. but that's for another day, because Lori Gottlieb eventually enrolled into stanford medical school, but remained confused because she didn't want to actually treat sick people, which mirrored my stand in applying for medicine; i applied for medicine not to cure and restore people (because i can't stand the emotional trauma), but to challenge myself. it was a subject i was comfortable in, and would expect to do well. hospitality (ie. ride operator at sentosa), however, still remains relevant because it's an innately different concept. we aim to make happy people happier, as compared to making unhappy people happy, which is by far, a difficult issue. but having walked out of sentosa with van this morning with an exchange of thoughts on my being an anti-romantic who doesn't believe in unconditional love, i feel a strong need to do something different with my life; to make a certain phonecall. which i will, the moment i wake up and get myself reorganised. Labels: literature, sentosa, spirit

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