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Girl:
I see.
I feel.
I walk.
I lived.
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it's been long since i've gotten the philosophical bug. i guess it has to do with the story posted earlier.
"life is about choices", a wise man once wrote it in a book which i happened to forget which.
at the crossroads, we often have to make some really difficult decisions. at times, we may even feel that cruelty has left us no choice. that is not true.
however tough the decision is, the ultimate choice lies with u. the crux is asking urself y is the decision made n REMEMBER this reason tt determines ur answer. at any pt in time do u feel the pinch of regret, remind urself y the choice was made in the 1st place.
do not leave room for regrets.
my fren once asked, "wat abt landing in sim? we din have a choice then." wat she din realise tt she DID chose sim in actual fact.
u chose it cos u reckon tt a degree from UOL would b better than an Alevel cert.
u chose it cos u din think mdis n the likes were good enough.
u chose it cos u din like engineering.
n ironically, she was also accepted into NUS real estate. she rejected both nus n ntu, so dun EVER qn ur choice.
cliche as it is, "life is too short for regrets".
sometimes rashness clouds our judgement, but as long as we learn the lesson n move on with life, we'll realise tt mistakes aren't really so bad.
because at times, learning from other ppl's mistakes isn't very easy.
it's kinda hard to admit but aft all the extreme emotions of confusion, hurt, anger, happiness n more confusion are gone, it's easier to c the clearer picture.
now i admit tt i was far too rash (again). n the tony-like loser , erm sorry let's call him mr j then, ya he was right. it was immature of me. though i wasn't really known as anywhere near mature among frens but tt REALLY isn't the pt.
the picture as i have seen now, was implusive of me. i was obsessing too much on the fact of wat i DID NOT deserve. however, i failed to c tt it was actually TOLERABLE.
then again, i could excuse myself tt i didn't noe she read my blog though it really isn't an excuse since upright ppl aren't afraid of anything.
if i had seen all this then, it would save alot of pain n embarrassment on both sides because 2 innocent guys were hurt in the process. if anyone didn't deserve anything, it's them.
a choice have been made n i won't say i regret my actions. just tt things could have been done in a diff way.
sometimes u just have to stand back n think of how it'll implicate the ppl ard u. choices r presented in front of u so dun regret the decision u make.
♥ 12:15 AM