Chapter
2
I reached home. Bathed, settled my dinner, before dumping all my
dusty marketing books and notes onto the study desk: my exams were
drawing perilously closed.
But nevertheless, I just cant source for the motivation to study.
It runs in my blood; my brother cant study for nuts and I lacked
the discipline and focus to read something completely theoretical
when in fact, a lot of marketing terms are actually simple theory
in explanation. The entire book looked complicating and menacing,
but actually if you were to break down into its DNA, it could be
absorbed easily, even by screwed brains like me.
Boy ar, I got you these pants from the streets. And you KNOW what?
I bargained with Aunty Wong and it merely cost five bucks
each!
It was my mum.
You know how woman become ecstatic when they have successfully
gotten a great deal in terms of price against quality and quantity,
especially if they have reduced the actual retail price through
bargaining, even though in the first place, it was already a
bargain. Customer satisfaction is measure through the price he or
she pays, against that of the level of satisfaction he or she gains
from the product. If the latter is significant higher, you would
probably see her in future purchase and we labelled them as loyal
customers
I often find myself learning better from reality rather than
hitting books.
I went through my boring books for almost two hours, before my
concentration got completely distorted. When I felt that I have
been reading the same old page for like ten minutes; I knew I was
gone for the day.
Finally, after an emotional struggle, I made a decision to turn on
my computer and prepare my daily doze of internet surfing. I cant
seemed to live a day without the internet, something will seem
amiss; somewhat like when you forgot to brush your teeth for the
day. In some sense, I am mildly addicted to my computer. Especially
these days, when there is huge influx of people-connection site
like Friendster, or whatsoever.
I hate to succumb to peer pressure, but there I was, surfing these
sites.
Interesting, there is this girl who messaged me, in my friendship
account I thought oddly to myself.
Hihi, are you Cloud?
(To be continued...)
