Soft jazz music in the background
An oversized, extra comfy armchair
A cup of delicious hot chocolate in my hand
I'm in a heaven called Starbucks
In a world of uncertainty and unforeseen changes,
This is where I seek my solitary comfort
I know what my drink will taste like;
I know where I want to sit
I know what I’ll be doing
And the friendly service I'll be getting
No matter the day of the week,
It feels really good to know
That Starbucks is always welcoming
And everything is exactly the way I want it to be.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Revisited: Values and the World of Ebay
I love eBay; I'm a big fan. I love the endless possibilities it has brought into my life. I can now make money off my old VCDs instead of seeing them buried under a thick layer of dust. I love the many doors it has opened up. Judging from the success of the company, I'm definitely not alone in reveling in the wonders of eBay.
One recent comment made me revisit my values which had unwittingly changed with the evolution of online auction. I have always been in the habit of developing hasty passions. 10 years ago, I thought it would be really cool if I can be a guitarist. With that in mind, I trotted into a guitar shop and bought a relatively expensive yet cool-looking acoustic guitar. 10 weeks later, I decided I neither have the talent nor patience for it. Like my many other impulse purchases, it got shoved to a corner of my room. A year later, my best friend picked up the same interest. I remembered my ‘abandoned’ guitar and insisted she take it (pocket money was limited and hence this was a nice gesture). In fact, I literally shoved the guitar into her hands. Fast forward to today, I may still want her to take my guitar, but I may also be open to the idea of selling it to her at a discount (on eBay).
One recent comment made me revisit my values which had unwittingly changed with the evolution of online auction. I have always been in the habit of developing hasty passions. 10 years ago, I thought it would be really cool if I can be a guitarist. With that in mind, I trotted into a guitar shop and bought a relatively expensive yet cool-looking acoustic guitar. 10 weeks later, I decided I neither have the talent nor patience for it. Like my many other impulse purchases, it got shoved to a corner of my room. A year later, my best friend picked up the same interest. I remembered my ‘abandoned’ guitar and insisted she take it (pocket money was limited and hence this was a nice gesture). In fact, I literally shoved the guitar into her hands. Fast forward to today, I may still want her to take my guitar, but I may also be open to the idea of selling it to her at a discount (on eBay).
Thursday, August 16, 2007
How Can You Do This To Me?
I have to make a conscious effort
To block out all thoughts of you
I need to get them out of my head
Mental pictures of you laughing in my face
I have always been in perfect control
Knowing exactly what my next step is
Now my limit sell orders wouldn't trigger
I'm at a complete loss
Oh you infuriating sub-prime woes!
Spreading your long arms far and wide
Drying up liquidity and driving away investors
Why do you mock me so?
My hands are tied as I silently watch you
Unleash your fury upon those who dared cross your path
Just turn around, do it soon!
And bring us back the good old post-summer bull...
To block out all thoughts of you
I need to get them out of my head
Mental pictures of you laughing in my face
I have always been in perfect control
Knowing exactly what my next step is
Now my limit sell orders wouldn't trigger
I'm at a complete loss
Oh you infuriating sub-prime woes!
Spreading your long arms far and wide
Drying up liquidity and driving away investors
Why do you mock me so?
My hands are tied as I silently watch you
Unleash your fury upon those who dared cross your path
Just turn around, do it soon!
And bring us back the good old post-summer bull...
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