24/03/05

I realised i have forgotten to post on the 24th because the online game is really too exciting. The kingdom is going into war again. Thats fun!

Somehow, i've discovered another thing. Humans need hope. Humans need anticipation. Throughout these few weeks of routine, I find that the routine actually makes one's morale very very low. One needs to set a plan, to work, as well as have fun. Having a fun time planned before hand can make work more interesting. You will look forward to it and finish your work better and faster.

This also explains why people buy 4Ds and Totos. The hope element is there for one to move on.

So, to all my friends out there, plan for enjoyment when doing work. Being so faithful to work is not going to make you work better. As I've always said, law of marginal returns kick in as more and more time are put into studying. So, balance up. For those who have enjoyed too much, the returns from enjoyment isn't that great anymore, so put some effort into studying and you'll make your fun time even more enjoyable.

Another way of thinking the balance of life is that, if you have not exercise for a long time, you'll find that the things you eat aren't that tasty. But after you finish a session of exercise, you'll find that the food you eat are tastier. Whether you believe it or not, depends on you.

Slice of life

The Quitter

Ah? quitting. The convenience of giving up. Of dropping your burdens. Of choosing the easier path. It sure makes things easier. But does it make things any better?

What's more important is? does it make you a better person?

Here's a poem by Edgar A. Guest, a little tale about a quitter.

Fate handed the quitter a bump, and he dropped;
The road seemed too rough to go, so he stopped.
He thought of his hurt, and there came to his mind
The easier path he was leaving behind.
Oh, it's all much too hard, said the quitter right then;
I'll stop where I am and not try it again.

He sat by the road and he made up his tale
To tell when men asked why he happened to fail.
A thousand excuses flew up to his tongue,
And these on the thread of his story he strung,
But the truth of the matter he didn't admit;
He never once said, I was frightened and quit.
Whenever the quitter sits down by the road
And drops from the struggle to lighten his load,
He can always recall to his own peace of mind
A string of excuses for falling behind;
But somehow or other he can't think of one Good reason for battling and going right on.

Oh, when the bump comes and fate hands you a jar,
Don't baby yourself, boy, whoever you are;
Don't pity yourself and talk over your woes;
Don't think up excuses for dodging the blows.
But stick to the battle and see the thing through.
And don't be a quitter, whatever you do.

So if you're feeling particularly saddled with problems, and are contemplating giving up the fight, I hope you're feeling a little more motivated to hold on and give it that extra push.

POEM BY EDGAR A. GUEST