10 years later..

10 years ago, I dreamt of becoming an architect, working with an architect firm or Mr. Kasturi, earning 4 digit salary. at that time, all I had in mind is I want to finish school and work. but my mom keep telling me to enjoy school, go tuition, prepare for exam and not to worry about making money or grow older. i should have listened to her.

now that i am older, i have come to realise that there is nothing great in aging. You get more wrinkles, under eye circle and grey hair. even if you make 4 digit salary, nothing can reverse your wrinkles and under eye circle.

the older you get, the more responsibility you have to shoulder, the more decisions you have to make. in making those decisions, there are a lot of things that needs to be considered. things used to be easy when you were young, you either wants Magnum Ice Cream or Paddle Pop? either one that you choose, you'll have to eat it cos you chose it. there is no external pressure which will drive you to choose either one. you're sure that you want Magnum and not Paddle Pop. i would be damn sure to choose Magnum, 15 years ago. looking at it now, between Magnum and Paddle Pop i can't decide. Magnum is too expensive, too milky, too chocolaty. what will my mum think if i choose Magnum? how much is the fat percentage? Paddle Pop is too small, too much coloring, how many hours do I have to exercise to shed off the fats, and list goes on and on.

when did a simple decision like ice cream became so difficult? it's just a bloody ice cream! why do i have to over-analyse things and make it difficult?

i'm such a fickle minded person and my decisions on everything changes every minute! i can't bloody decide if i wanna resign or not? if i wanna change department? if i wanna eat pasta or rice? there comes to a point where i don't know what i want anymore. i'll just swim and let the current take me wherever it want.

do you decide using your brain or heart?

i hate work.

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