long week out of office

i spent 3 days of the week at ICPAS doing the corporate taxation course. it's been a good refresher and update for me. taxation has always been a pet subject and it's been my ambition to go into tax consultancy during my school days. however, life doesn't always go the way we want them to..some how i never got around practising tax.. i find the course insightful..and things seem to make alot more practical sense, now that i encounter quite a bit of them in my present work.

it's a good break out of office work..but unfortunately i've been feeling unwell since last week end.. i managed to push myself to run 10km on mon and another 10km yesterday..but today my body succumbed to the cold bug..and i'm now sitted here, after class, typing an entry for my blog, instead of going for a swim at clementi.

let's keep my fingers crossed for now as i hope to recover on time to enjoy the labour day holiday tomorrow. it'll be such a pity if i had to be bed bounded because of cold on a public holiday.

back tracking, i have wanted to blog my thoughts on monday but i missed doing so.. alot of thoughts went through me as i trotted along in the crowd on monday morning. i felt much like an alien out of place; the people around me dressed to kill, while i was like a punk in 3/4 pants and a faded shirt.

working in the prestige central business district of the country demands dressing of certain calibre. there were so many coach clutch bags hovering around, i wondered if all of them are genuine coach.

somehow, i was thankful that having to work in tuas, i don't have to dress in a manner as such. if i'm required to, i'll probably spend a good proportion of my wages on clothes, bags and shoes..leaving little for savings.

on the other hand, i was envious. i wondered when would i get to be a part of this clan of working class. dressing well indeed would boost one's confidence by a whole lot..and being able to work in shenton way would probably mean i'm an employee of a pretty reputable company. well, of course i must hold a decent position in the reputable company to hold the need to dress well to work each day.

wow. imagine that. tricia and her power suit dream again.

i think the fever has burnt my brain a little.