No.1: Bachelor from Princeton University, Masters from Harvard University.
No.2: Bachelor and Masters from Columbia University.
No.3: Bachelor and Masters from Cornell University.
No.4: A few Bachelors and a Masters from the London School of Economics.
Sure, I'm finally slugging it out with the best and the brightest.
So why do I still feel like the underdog? It's nothing to do with pedigree, NTU has given me an education that makes my Masters worth its weight in gold. It is the dark feeling that I can be much better than this, running faster than I am right now, working harder than that.
I'm not sure where my limits are, or whether I'm even being the best I can be right now.
But this is the real GMH spirit I guess, we get knocked down but we get up again. Excellence is a bitch to achieve, but every aspect of our lives hinge on it. Lambo, kips, status, fame, fortune and control over one's own destiny. None of these can come without hard work or ambition. So we keep our heads down and slog, occasionally looking up to check out the stars and see how far that light at the end of the tunnel is.
Everything can turn out so beautifully, so long as I continue punching above my weight and keeping my chin above the water. Then there's the problem that lightweights always face: you can slug above your weight, but you better damn well be able to take a punch from the big boys.
AH
