#243
"the fundamentals of finance is the time value of money" -- that's a concept that my finance prof would ask us every class. well, i guess time is money, and it is a very precious thing
now that i'm 22, i can trully feel the importance of time and the concept of time value
however, i think 'time' itself is not that valuable per say, since time is an abstract ambiguous matter. what makes time so precious are the opportunities and chances that time contains.
yup, the importance of time is the "time value of opportunities", that's who i would reinterpret time in relation to life. in oder words, 'timing' is all that matters.
looking back on things, i realized that timing is really important when it comes to making decisions in life, or, different timing can make different modifications and changes in life.
after talking to many friends, i got one conclution out of all conversations--timing is everything. it's quite true, and it especially when it's related to relationships.
i have to admit that i had many chances in the past, but due to different circumstances and reasons, i turned them all down, leavin me with nothing. and now, i still have nothing
was there any special reason why i rejected them all? am i just looking for the adrenaline of liking someone but to scared to face the real emtions that love and relationships can bring? probably, probably not, my answer to that varies according to my mood.
haha, now i remember that once i got scolded by a friend for being too chicken. he complained that coz of my fear of facing real emotions and relationships, i was hurting many people. i had no argument to fight back. i think i did hurt that person a lot, and i do feel sorry about that, but i cannot help it, that was my decision back at that time. i dun regret once a decision is made, after all, it's a DECISION, i have to bear the consequences even though they might hurt. and i normally dun change my decisions, no me vale la pena mirar atras xq eso seria perdida de tiempo.
sometimes i feel that love is like the #243 bus, my so-called 'mystery bus'. why?
there's this #243 bus that goes from the ima to my house, but the problem is that it only comes 3 times a day, and once you miss it... oh well, too bad. many times i tried to take the mystery bus after my gym class, but i've only caught it a couple of times during the whole qtr. there was once, gosh, i'm still kinda mad about it, i wanted to take the last bus but i went to the bus stop approx 3-5min after its scheduled time, and the bus would not come (no bus in seattle comes on time). so i waited, and i waited, and durin the time i was waiting, i've also missed this other bus that would go to my house (the bus stop is on the other side of campus though)
after waiting for 10-15min, i decided to give up, so i started walking slowly towards the bridge that would take me to the other bus stop, and... there it was... the freakin mystery bus... 15-20min late. and there i was, on the bridge, 'contemplatin' the bus go by
=___= ... ware...
missin 2 busses in less than 30min, that made me feel very VERY upset
and geez, if that's my reaction for missin a bus, what would be my reactio if i miss luv like that?
do i feel bad for the things that happened? did i ever blame myself for my previous choices? oh hell you bet i do, but that still won't change my choice. con sentir mal no es suficiente razon p q vuelva atras, the world continues to spin.so i don't regret the choices that i made, but those experiences just make wonder, how many choices are we offered in life? what if the amount of opportunities to be offered in life are predetermined in life, and once we miss it, we'll miss it all?
what if, love is really like #243 bus and i've already missed my last ride?
now that i'm 22, i can trully feel the importance of time and the concept of time value
however, i think 'time' itself is not that valuable per say, since time is an abstract ambiguous matter. what makes time so precious are the opportunities and chances that time contains.
yup, the importance of time is the "time value of opportunities", that's who i would reinterpret time in relation to life. in oder words, 'timing' is all that matters.
looking back on things, i realized that timing is really important when it comes to making decisions in life, or, different timing can make different modifications and changes in life.
after talking to many friends, i got one conclution out of all conversations--timing is everything. it's quite true, and it especially when it's related to relationships.
i have to admit that i had many chances in the past, but due to different circumstances and reasons, i turned them all down, leavin me with nothing. and now, i still have nothing
was there any special reason why i rejected them all? am i just looking for the adrenaline of liking someone but to scared to face the real emtions that love and relationships can bring? probably, probably not, my answer to that varies according to my mood.
haha, now i remember that once i got scolded by a friend for being too chicken. he complained that coz of my fear of facing real emotions and relationships, i was hurting many people. i had no argument to fight back. i think i did hurt that person a lot, and i do feel sorry about that, but i cannot help it, that was my decision back at that time. i dun regret once a decision is made, after all, it's a DECISION, i have to bear the consequences even though they might hurt. and i normally dun change my decisions, no me vale la pena mirar atras xq eso seria perdida de tiempo.
sometimes i feel that love is like the #243 bus, my so-called 'mystery bus'. why?
there's this #243 bus that goes from the ima to my house, but the problem is that it only comes 3 times a day, and once you miss it... oh well, too bad. many times i tried to take the mystery bus after my gym class, but i've only caught it a couple of times during the whole qtr. there was once, gosh, i'm still kinda mad about it, i wanted to take the last bus but i went to the bus stop approx 3-5min after its scheduled time, and the bus would not come (no bus in seattle comes on time). so i waited, and i waited, and durin the time i was waiting, i've also missed this other bus that would go to my house (the bus stop is on the other side of campus though)
after waiting for 10-15min, i decided to give up, so i started walking slowly towards the bridge that would take me to the other bus stop, and... there it was... the freakin mystery bus... 15-20min late. and there i was, on the bridge, 'contemplatin' the bus go by
=___= ... ware...
missin 2 busses in less than 30min, that made me feel very VERY upset
and geez, if that's my reaction for missin a bus, what would be my reactio if i miss luv like that?
do i feel bad for the things that happened? did i ever blame myself for my previous choices? oh hell you bet i do, but that still won't change my choice. con sentir mal no es suficiente razon p q vuelva atras, the world continues to spin.so i don't regret the choices that i made, but those experiences just make wonder, how many choices are we offered in life? what if the amount of opportunities to be offered in life are predetermined in life, and once we miss it, we'll miss it all?
what if, love is really like #243 bus and i've already missed my last ride?
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posted by nongi at 9:19 AM
1 Comments:
Hey you... heh dun worry la if you did u merely missed it. There's no such thing as a last bus... another bus will come along again. It just depends when. :)
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