@ 1:24 AM

Thinking about what Dad told me today. My parents are those hardworking people who earn their hard-earned money exchanged by own time, effort, sweat and blood. They belong to the S quadrant, self-employed. Dad is bloody talented. I can proudly say he is one of the elite in his specialised field. And he condemns the education system that is running in Vietnam now, though he is a lecturer himself. There is a trait of rebelious in him, who doesnt want to go with the flow. He is somehow using his talent to make money. But he still belongs to the 95% of the population, coz if today he stops working, he stops making money. And my mom is an honest trader. She is another example of self-employed quadrant... My parents, sad to say, stil spend their life chasing money. Coz they are lack of financial education. Coz nobody teach them, and they never know about its importance. And they admit it. Quoted Dad "im juz an honest technician, who dunno how to make money grow. And all your mum knows about money is to put in the bank and loan to people." It makes me really really sad...I wouldn't want to walk the path which my parents did.. I wouldn't want my brother, my cousins, my friends, to walk that path. So what if you can make a lot of money but you don't have time to enjoy life? So what if you can have load of money in the bank but still unsure about your old age and your younger generation's financial state?

Daddy, Mummy, i will do your part.

Now there are more reasons for me to be successful in what im doing. My parents trust me so much. I can't bear to break their trust. I will break their heart if I do... Dad is ever caring and understanding..all i can wish for from a father..He doesn't fear he will lose money in the investment, instead he asks me to take it easy if i fail in my business.. He doesn't fear i will lose his hard-earned money but instead he consoles and encourages me take this as a learning step 1st. Father's heart is bigger than one can imagines...

Mixed feeling. Not exactly happy or proud for getting the status. Im too blessed, too lucky alrd. Half of the effort compared to other agents 'cuz of some technical problem, help from someone, and my parents' support. And guess only a quarter of the effort compared to my uplines. What they have gone through and what i have gone through, really really big gap. No wonder I havent reached their standard yet. Not a "YES" for me this time.

Ya..im too blessed..too lucky..life have been easy for me.. worried..can't grow..

haha..sound abit insane, doesn't it? Ppl suffer and complain, understandable. I have a good blessed life, and complain that not hard enuf, and ask for trouble. Wad de hell...

My palm pain..dunno wad happen..

Oh Ya..today's really freaking. 1st i get the shock of my life frm my dad when he has a proposal for me (if u noe wad im tokin abt)...AND then..the most freaking...and really pissed me off..is that ..The KEYS are BACK..nah..not me who found the keys..my roommate..Wati..millions thanks to ya...i was like "wad de hell???" when she told me she found the keys... i lived without them for days and worried abt who gonna open door for me everynite i come bek..juz to learn that the keys are actually somewhere inside somebody's drawer !!!! Really feel like being played =.=

Anyway, today not bad. Keys are back. And my battle almost settled (if dun mention the neg spillover effect) =)

@ 1:24 AM

Thinking about what Dad told me today. My parents are those hardworking people who earn their hard-earned money exchanged by own time, effort, sweat and blood. They belong to the S quadrant, self-employed. Dad is bloody talented. I can proudly say he is one of the elite in his specialised field. And he condemns the education system that is running in Vietnam now, though he is a lecturer himself. There is a trait of rebelious in him, who doesnt want to go with the flow. He is somehow using his talent to make money. But he still belongs to the 95% of the population, coz if today he stops working, he stops making money. And my mom is an honest trader. She is another example of self-employed quadrant... My parents, sad to say, stil spend their life chasing money. Coz they are lack of financial education. Coz nobody teach them, and they never know about its importance. And they admit it. Quoted Dad "im juz an honest technician, who dunno how to make money grow. And all your mum knows about money is to put in the bank and loan to people." It makes me really really sad...I wouldn't want to walk the path which my parents did.. I wouldn't want my brother, my cousins, my friends, to walk that path. So what if you can make a lot of money but you don't have time to enjoy life? So what if you can have load of money in the bank but still unsure about your old age and your younger generation's financial state?

Daddy, Mummy, i will do your part.

Now there are more reasons for me to be successful in what im doing. My parents trust me so much. I can't bear to break their trust. I will break their heart if I do... Dad is ever caring and understanding..all i can wish for from a father..He doesn't fear he will lose money in the investment, instead he asks me to take it easy if i fail in my business.. He doesn't fear i will lose his hard-earned money but instead he consoles and encourages me take this as a learning step 1st. Father's heart is bigger than one can imagines...

Mixed feeling. Not exactly happy or proud for getting the status. Im too blessed, too lucky alrd. Half of the effort compared to other agents 'cuz of some technical problem, help from someone, and my parents' support. And guess only a quarter of the effort compared to my uplines. What they have gone through and what i have gone through, really really big gap. No wonder I havent reached their standard yet. Not a "YES" for me this time.

Ya..im too blessed..too lucky..life have been easy for me.. worried..can't grow..

haha..sound abit insane, doesn't it? Ppl suffer and complain, understandable. I have a good blessed life, and complain that not hard enuf, and ask for trouble. Wad de hell...

My palm pain..dunno wad happen..

Oh Ya..today's really freaking. 1st i get the shock of my life frm my dad when he has a proposal for me (if u noe wad im tokin abt)...AND then..the most freaking...and really pissed me off..is that ..The KEYS are BACK..nah..not me who found the keys..my roommate..Wati..millions thanks to ya...i was like "wad de hell???" when she told me she found the keys... i lived without them for days and worried abt who gonna open door for me everynite i come bek..juz to learn that the keys are actually somewhere inside somebody's drawer !!!! Really feel like being played =.=

Anyway, today not bad. Keys are back. And my battle almost settled (if dun mention the neg spillover effect) =)