13.3.08
Third Job
As everyone knows the first job I am in is studying, then comes the guitar playing. But what is my third job? Hmm. Before I mention my third job, I shall make a prologue first.
When I was a small boy, the 3 aunts taught me literature, social skills, etiquette and lot of useless things which I did not understand the meaning. Being females, they also taught me patience. What did those useless information help me now? I am now a Lobbyist. LoL!! Not really for anyone, but for my personal benefits at the moment.
An acquaintance of mine. Female, volatile and most of the time pissed off told me it's b*llsh*t talking to officials and repeating the same answers to the same questions all the time. She mentioned that the questions are apparently too superficial to sustain a conversation. And as usual, I got the receiving end of her rants. I just tell her to play her guitar to make herself better.
Any
way, during this semester I had 2 visitors from Brunei coming to Bonn on 2 separate occasions. Both of them are high ranked officers in the Government. One of them is a director and the other is the Secretary that reports directly to Pehin Rahman (MoE if you don't know).
Without me knowing it, all my useless skills were put to use. Answering politely, helping translate and a lot of other useless things. What do I get from this? My acquaintance would probably not give a care in the world, but I missed class just so I can cater to the person for this one day. Believe me I DID NOT asskiss. I just helped the officials. What I do get here is personal direct connections. The youngest aunt taught me this while driving her blue car. Personal connections which may benefit your future. Personal connections that you earned and gained respect from.
"Melentur Buluh Biarlah dari Rebung". I have to say this is true. With all the girly boy crying, punishments, beatings and all other physical and mental endurance, I would believe the 3 aunts made me the person of which my family can be proud, regardless of what I end up being. Not only that, even the Embassy respects me for being bold enough to remain in Germany by myself. Of course, that's not a problem for me. Social skills help me get new friends and hey, I did take a friend of mine to Brunei. Ask any Bruneian studying in the UK if they managed to convince an english friend to visit Brunei during their FIRST YEAR in university. But then again that's a different country, so I do not know if the English are as friendly as the Germans.
I believe I am the last boy they moulded. Nevertheless, they did a hell of a good job. Thank you!!
OK back to the regular blogging system. No more personal stories. Just guitar videos~~~
When I was a small boy, the 3 aunts taught me literature, social skills, etiquette and lot of useless things which I did not understand the meaning. Being females, they also taught me patience. What did those useless information help me now? I am now a Lobbyist. LoL!! Not really for anyone, but for my personal benefits at the moment.
An acquaintance of mine. Female, volatile and most of the time pissed off told me it's b*llsh*t talking to officials and repeating the same answers to the same questions all the time. She mentioned that the questions are apparently too superficial to sustain a conversation. And as usual, I got the receiving end of her rants. I just tell her to play her guitar to make herself better.
Any
way, during this semester I had 2 visitors from Brunei coming to Bonn on 2 separate occasions. Both of them are high ranked officers in the Government. One of them is a director and the other is the Secretary that reports directly to Pehin Rahman (MoE if you don't know).Without me knowing it, all my useless skills were put to use. Answering politely, helping translate and a lot of other useless things. What do I get from this? My acquaintance would probably not give a care in the world, but I missed class just so I can cater to the person for this one day. Believe me I DID NOT asskiss. I just helped the officials. What I do get here is personal direct connections. The youngest aunt taught me this while driving her blue car. Personal connections which may benefit your future. Personal connections that you earned and gained respect from.
"Melentur Buluh Biarlah dari Rebung". I have to say this is true. With all the girly boy crying, punishments, beatings and all other physical and mental endurance, I would believe the 3 aunts made me the person of which my family can be proud, regardless of what I end up being. Not only that, even the Embassy respects me for being bold enough to remain in Germany by myself. Of course, that's not a problem for me. Social skills help me get new friends and hey, I did take a friend of mine to Brunei. Ask any Bruneian studying in the UK if they managed to convince an english friend to visit Brunei during their FIRST YEAR in university. But then again that's a different country, so I do not know if the English are as friendly as the Germans.
I believe I am the last boy they moulded. Nevertheless, they did a hell of a good job. Thank you!!
OK back to the regular blogging system. No more personal stories. Just guitar videos~~~
# posted by Spunky @ 09:12 
