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Hello I miss talking to you. Do you even think about me often? I doubt it. Anyway, I do not care.

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Discouragement is One of the Wrost Enemies of Humankind.

Last night was fun. Adam joined me at the bar, he got beer but I got my liquor as usual. We played two games of pool taking advantage of the cold windy night.
I've been a bit down and upset latly about the current situation of my life. I'm going to be 27 soon but still working for someone.

Yeah I know there are many people who work for others for the rest of their lives. But I have to beat my father and other relatives. Father was already running his own gold-mining business in his early twenties. My uncle has his own business, so does my cousin in Shwe-Gu. Even my younger cousin of 20 years old is running a jewelery store in Taning. Thinking of them makes me feel so small. Plus, rules and regulations change from time to time and the political climate over there is unstable. I really admire them.

So I'm jotting down a few things to support I'll also be running my own business in a few years.
I've been to more than one country.
I've graduated from college.
I've learned to speak one international language.
I've been involved in four business start-ups.
I've given talks, cracked jokes in front of many people.

I've become more and more persuasive when I shoptalk or even during normal conversations.

With the help of a Jesuit friend and college buddies, I organized a political campaign at my college collecting over 800 signatures. We even managed to send some money to the needy back home. This means I also have organizational and management skills.

Hum, I can't think of anymore now.

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Getting Hit on by Cougars is No Fun at All!

One might argue: What? Cougars are hot. Yeah yeah, but it's a different story in my case. They are all ugly and fat.
Just leave me alone and please let me live in peace. Any way, I'm psyched for Tuesday night.

I still want to move over to the city. But the cold! The thought of it is killing me. May be I'll move down to Taxas where people say everything is HUGE.

Let me go there and see it in person :).

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Sad movies always make me smile

The weatherwoman on the radio warned that it was very likely there would be a small storm in the evening. However, the women and the belle of the village were all getting ready and looking forward to the evening. Without even talking to each other, the women seemed to know where they were heading to and who they would be seeing. They tried to finish up the chores friskily. The husbands and the lads were sick and tired of this bullcrap: some kept complaining and whining, others shutting their mouths since words couldn’t stop these ladies, and some totally ignored the women. Perhaps, out of jealousy? So what was this craze about? Who was the cause and the force behind this phenomenon?

I’ve been asking Burmese ladies over the age of thirty why they only had eyes for this guy, out of many. Most say they are not sure but he had a harsh sexy voice. May be that was the catalyst for Rod Stewart’s road to fame all across the globe too. Is the harsh sexy voice everything a woman wants? Well, I haven’t got a clue. In fact, this heart breaker was the Brad Pitt of Burma. His name was Pyay Nyein, (Peace) in English. He passed away may be twenty or so years ago. He was a tall, slender man with an ordinary Burman face. To tell you the truth, he was far from being handsome. In my opinion, he was rather plain. But what made him more successful and popular than all other better-looking actors in the movie industry? According to the women, it was not the look they fell for but the harsh voice, the way he carried himself confidently but not with arrogance, his half-smiling face, and most important of all, the sad movies he was in.

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My Eyes Fixed on the Big Apple

I love New York City. It was the first city I landed when I came here. The city has millions of things to offer. I think it is also the most diverse city on earth. The sky scrapers, the financial centers, the head offices and the branch offices of many international firms, the peoples who speak multiple languages with various cultural backgrounds.

I want to work and live there. Yes, I was born in a remote village in Kachin State. But who cares! I can be whatever I want to be. You know what they say? To will is to be able.

I know I will make it there soon. I don't care if I have to work like a dog. I'm willing to pay the price. Who knows I might be rubbing shoulders with the beautiful people of the city in no time. Nothing is impossible.

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Laziness: the Root of all Evils.

Even Abdul the black guy told me N is a lazy bones ( forgive me if I'm stereotyping people here hehe). Lazy boy was messing around with me this morning asking if I was willing to do the dishes for him. I was upset and at the same time felt pity for him.

You know what they say about laziness? Laziness and poverty go hand in hand. Lazy people will never become bosses because they lack motivation and all they want to do is slack. It is a major human weakness and a telling sign of becoming a slave to someone for the rest of his/her life.

I dislike my current job a lot. There is neither excitement nor emotional satisfaction for me doing this. But hey, sometimes in life, you've got to do what you have to do. My solution: I work even harder. I work my ass off at this job so that I won't have to look back when I'm done with this business.

But lazy boy? Well, I'll just mind my own business. I hope he doesn't get fired too soon though.

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All Souls Day and a Short Prayer for Father

Well, I was pretty much wasted after arriving my current apartment last night. Remembering it was All Souls Day, I decided to say a short prayer for father in my drunkeness. I haven't touched the rosary for a momth of Sundays already, but I said Our Father and Hail Mary a couple times for him.

What have I leaned from this rugged man?
Getting up early every morning, always doing something obviously making good use of every single minute. He never complained about life and was never lazy. He was not highly-educated not because he was a hopeless student but because of the financial problem at home.

Mother is very friendly, extremely good with people, and a social butterfly. She loves nice clothes and takes care of herself well. Like many other women of Burma, she also enjoys exhcanging juicy gossips on celebrities and neighbors. She prays a lot too.

Father has passed away in my absence. Hopefully, mother is still alive and kicking when I get to visit the country.

Oh The Most Holy One, please bless and take good care of her well.
May father's soul rest in peace in the kindom of God. May the souls of the faithful departed thorough the mercy of God, rest in peace. Aman.

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