Apr 23, 2011

It's like my birthday every time you look at me

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The more I tell myself not to do something, the more I'm tempted to do it. The rebellious self in me is opposing all the advices my mature self is giving me. Everyday, I have a debate with myself. Most of the time my mugger self's telling my lazy self to stop procrastinating, so that's okay, but sometimes it's something else. The devil wins the angel in this something else and I do something which I totally regret later. Then I forget about how I regretted and do that something again which screws me up even more. Okay this is getting confusing but yeah, now I truly understand how life isn't a bed of roses and I don't always get what I want. 1111s don't always come true and people aren't always the innocent darlings you think they are.

I learnt a new word. It's spelt like that: b-e-w-a-r-e.

But you know what? We only get to live life once. Ten years down the road, I'm gonna regret what I didn't do, not what I did. Why should we follow rules all the time? Why should we think so carefully about what we do all the time? Sometimes, we just gotta be rash and do what we want so we won't regret.

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