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My greatest pride and joy in life is that I stand on my own two feet. My legs, though chubby and short as some would argue, has taken me places. I’ve walked the Arctic Circle, under the shimmering northern lights; I’ve skipped along the pebble streets of some of the most exotic European cities, following in the footsteps of assassinated or beheaded royalties, literary giants, brilliant artists, and unparallel, even by today’s standards, international music sensations. I’ve trekked through multiple UNESCO World Heritage sites, rampaged down the streets of Tokyo in a frenzy shopping spree, navigated through the labyrinth of alleyways in Shanghai and St. Petersburg and venice and conquered the Scandinavian fjords. My legs take me places.

At some point in life, out of the blue it will hit you, some harder than others (the older you are when it happens, the more painful it will likely be), that you just can’t have it all in life. Slowly but surely, the aftermath of including the word “compromise” in your vocabulary will begin to manifest. There will be plenty grimacing, a good chance of some tantrum-throwing and possible enraged torrents of tears and blind fury.

Flowcharts. If you find yourself staring at one of these all googly-eyed, with clammy palms and even experiencing some shortness of breath, you know you are done for. There is something so mesmerizing (even therapeutic!?) about visually presenting color-coded bars against a timeline. And you know you'll have hell to pay when there are more colors on these suckers than you can name. Obviously, the fact that you even need a flowchart to begin with and your desperate dependence on compressing and distilling everything down to grids and lines and microscopic fonts, suggest the hot mess you're probably in so deep, you don't even realize. Flowcharts. These bad boys'll make or break you.

The plight of Taiwanese students is that we so often mistaken what we're good at with what we're passionate about. By the time we realize that those are two very different things, we've accumulated so much "sunk cost" that there's just no turning back. Or so we tell ourselves. "Sunk cost" is exactly what it is. Unsalvageable. But your life isn't. Nor is your career. It's never too late to steer ourselves back on the right track, one that we'll love and learn to enjoy. All we need is a pinch of determination with a dab of courage, and that does the trick.

80% of what marketing is, is really project management, which certainly isn't as sexy as campaign creatives and strategy and digital tactics. But they don't teach you that in school, they don't tell you that if you want to stay in the sexy part, you have to first master the grunt work, that there's no building the cool and impressive 1000 ft. skyscraper without first laying down the foundation. And I am busy paving away brick after brick, because I want a solid foundation to stand the test of time.

聽說了HKJ和傻K為了雞毛蒜皮的小事，撕破臉冷戰。無限欷噓，忍不住寫了一封文情並茂的『規勸信』，還附上了多張團體照，細數我們這麼多年來的同袍交情，但願大家認清值得堅持的友誼，可遇不可求，不要等到失去才懂得擁有。

鐵公雞的數聲長嘯怒吼，劃破了晚餐後的寂靜。

心血來潮，約了JJ出來吃飯敘累積好多年的舊。

家當寄了，行李收了，文憑領了，宿舍搬了，十五個月就這樣結束了。