vest jam.

somewhere between the japanese royal palace and ginza

i spoke to a couple of people from sydney today and guess what? they failed accounting too! then again, we did different accounting units. poopers. nevermind, accounting is accounting, its hard and now i feel better about myself.

even though its not the end of the year yet, i think i have one major resolution. it is not reducing my spending (however, my parents may think that would be a brilliant idea), it is not to study harder or to exercise more and eat less. nup, i know well enough that the formers will never take root. rather, i resolve to take risks with regards to certain areas in my life. obviously i won’t take the risk and walk around naked in the middle of the christmas-presents-buying crowd at orchard road.

And i will take risks because i never do. i hardly ever participate in anything that has a involves danger. the thought of something deviating from the original plan taunts me to no end. and to operate in such a manner is inefficient. hence i shall have no more of it.

so i (probably starting next year) will litter the town with (reasonable) risk.
big bright dangerous red (reasonable) risk.

and merry christmas pals!