feelings.events.memories

just when you thought you had gotten it all sussed out.

wham. a sucker punch of reality.

been just droning on and on studying for exams. don't feel like doing it, its an overload. i feel as though i would be much happier if i could take my exams on separate weeks (or sems even. haha) so that i can actually let the information seep through my thick numb skull. makes me envy the jc kids. because i feel that is totally my style. play hard for a year plus. study hard after that. all work and no play makes kinyip a dumb boy.

but anyhow. besides laments about the 4 papers next week, which i'm probably not gonna do very well anyway, given my enthusiasm for papers (not that i normally have one, but at least normally i'm well prepared enough to deal with them). i just had a mind-blowing experience. thus this blog post. i don't normally blog. but this one, i have to share.

haven't played at ter's for awhile, so it was just nice and comfortable, playing cards over light chatter and jokes. passing the night away without hassle or thoughts about school, exams and all that nonsense that seems to cloud my head nowadays. talk of modules and all that just seems to get to us. but its just funny, how God drags me back to reality.

a true sucker punch.

i had swopped cabs, having hopped onto a cab to jason's and from there cabbing back myself. of my (limited) experience taking cabs, i don't often talk to cab drivers, unless they talk to me first. and this cab driver did. asking me the usual, what i was up to, what i was doing etc. somehow the conversation broke to how long/hard his shift was, and how much he had to earn a day, to bring back an equivalent salary of $3,000. $250 a day. i will never forget that number.

he slept from 12-5 in the morning, and 12-4 in the afternoon. the rest of the time, he worked at his cab, just to make ends meet. the shocker came soon after: he was an ex-GM at a local computing giant (for once i'm scared to say names), who had used the recession (as an excuse probably) to streamline their portfolio. and 4 months ago, he was retrenched.

i cannot fathom how he did it, as he spoke with a resignation in his voice. 600 job offer rejections later, an ex-GM humbled to be a taxi-driver, ordered about by petulant and ignorant university/jc/sec school students or cranky aunties/uncles to do their bidding, when he probably ordered a boardroom around not so long ago. i could barely believe, this well-spoken, slightly-balding taxi driver of mine. humbled. on a Good Friday morning no less. 

how apt a reminder.

i hope this taxi driver would not hold it against me for using his example. but i just been humbled by someone who just showed me how you can't really ever depend on anything that you have.

but only on God.

quote

"LILT."

blessed Good Friday.