C.N. Blue crazy recently. No I'm not gay.
So I found their translated lyrics and found them so meaningful *.*
Tell me why why why, I’m wanting only you.
No bye bye bye, Don’t say those sad words.
I can try try try. If you would come back to me,
You know I want get get get your love
And, that's like only the chorus. Where if you haven't realised. The chorus has more or less the objective of familiarising people with the song, so the rhythm, melody and stuff must be appealing. But really, most of the time, the most meaningful lyrics are found at other parts, not the chorus. Like maybe from the start or something. Haha.
Then again, this one's the hit song, which works just like the chorus to a song, but its a song to the album. If... You catch my drift. Haha.
Do check out the english translated lyrics(I'm assuming you understand english if you're able to read this) of other songs, like LoveLight and Sweet Holiday in their lastest album =)
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
DISCLAIMER: This is a ranting post. Please do not read it if you expect quality.
Sometimes I wonder why things turn out the way they do. Its true that I make mistakes, though some I really feel that they aren't mistakes. Is it really my fault that I see the purpose of other's action so clearly?
Is it really my fault that I take steps to protect myself before I take any real damadge? Life isn't a game, reality hurts. And perhaps just like snsd's new song, our feeble hearts need a helmet, for all the hits that it can take, we don't know when it will give up and stop.
And the truth is, even with helmets, I wonder how much helps they really do help.
From a male perspective, dealing with females are annoying, and irritating. Because we often find that they don't see things the way we do. Its not any particular sex's fault. Maybe its just how the brains are wired. But seeing eye to eye without an act of compromise is nearly impossible.
Unless, of course, the logic is undeniable.
Now if dealing with females is irritating, dealing with males is even more irritating. Especially when conflict arises.
First things first. Males have pride. It sucks but they. Or we do, since I'm a male too. Losing it is big deal, protecting it is perhaps just as important as protecting your very own heart. Then again, that's the male way of looking at things.
Females jolly well find us chauvinistic and stuff. But really, from an objective point of view, the females aren't wrong.
But well, I don't get what's wrong with knowing more than others, using it to your own advantage, and turn the tide against your opponent, male or female. It really all depends on the purpose.
Telling others details of your quarrel with another has one obvious objective, for them to ally with you and take your side. Now if you don't tell them details, but just tell them you've been quarreling with person A. You're not pulling them to your side, what's you're actually doing is informing them, such that they would not mistakenly put you and person A together for more conflicts to occur.
In a sense, its pretty polite. Now that's how different purposes determine different actions. To the details of it.
So how is it wrong, for one to of understand the purpose of another's speech, action or behavior, and act against it. Ahead? Being ahead is important is life. And so is inference, the combination of both is perhaps just a tool?
Really, if we don't mind thinking back, looking at how our words, our actions, our behaviour exposes how much of our intent, we would perhaps understand more about why others are always able to get ahead of us.
Sometimes I wonder why things turn out the way they do. Its true that I make mistakes, though some I really feel that they aren't mistakes. Is it really my fault that I see the purpose of other's action so clearly?
Is it really my fault that I take steps to protect myself before I take any real damadge? Life isn't a game, reality hurts. And perhaps just like snsd's new song, our feeble hearts need a helmet, for all the hits that it can take, we don't know when it will give up and stop.
And the truth is, even with helmets, I wonder how much helps they really do help.
From a male perspective, dealing with females are annoying, and irritating. Because we often find that they don't see things the way we do. Its not any particular sex's fault. Maybe its just how the brains are wired. But seeing eye to eye without an act of compromise is nearly impossible.
Unless, of course, the logic is undeniable.
Now if dealing with females is irritating, dealing with males is even more irritating. Especially when conflict arises.
First things first. Males have pride. It sucks but they. Or we do, since I'm a male too. Losing it is big deal, protecting it is perhaps just as important as protecting your very own heart. Then again, that's the male way of looking at things.
Females jolly well find us chauvinistic and stuff. But really, from an objective point of view, the females aren't wrong.
But well, I don't get what's wrong with knowing more than others, using it to your own advantage, and turn the tide against your opponent, male or female. It really all depends on the purpose.
Telling others details of your quarrel with another has one obvious objective, for them to ally with you and take your side. Now if you don't tell them details, but just tell them you've been quarreling with person A. You're not pulling them to your side, what's you're actually doing is informing them, such that they would not mistakenly put you and person A together for more conflicts to occur.
In a sense, its pretty polite. Now that's how different purposes determine different actions. To the details of it.
So how is it wrong, for one to of understand the purpose of another's speech, action or behavior, and act against it. Ahead? Being ahead is important is life. And so is inference, the combination of both is perhaps just a tool?
Really, if we don't mind thinking back, looking at how our words, our actions, our behaviour exposes how much of our intent, we would perhaps understand more about why others are always able to get ahead of us.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Purpose dictates everything.
And it is not easy to determine the purpose of one, a community, an organisation, or even a country. Maybe that is why the education system allowed the teachings of purpose, only in O'level syllabuses.
Determining the purpose of others is a very important life skill. We need to constantly draw inferences from what little we know, to understand the bigger picture. That is what knowing purpose is all about.
It may be a writing, it may be a sentence, whatever it is, what lies beneath it might jolly well change the way we look at it. In fact, purpose is so major in today's society that judging crime can be through the perspective of purpose.
One's intent to kill, even if it seems minimal, represent a form of murder. Even before the weapon is yield, or actually, need not even have a weapon. Whilst at the same time, accidents, involving the death of others, cannot be judged as murder, even if all evidence are against so.
Of course, this is not as golden, or as fixed as it might look, but just a general way of looking at things.
But what's important is that we, as people of communities, are able to draw out the bigger picture with whatever subtle information we have. In fact, every speech has an intent behind it.
The tone of a simple "hello" can represent many different purpose, from sarcasm meant to hurt, to a friendly greeting aimed at bringing people closer together. Unless we can, for the most part, figure out most of the purpose of things around us, we cannot, feel safe, for it will just be a false sense of security.
The most fatal form of danger is not the unseen one, but those that are seen but not known. For an arrow shot from a mile away is hardly as deadly as a stab in the back 1 feet away.
And it is not easy to determine the purpose of one, a community, an organisation, or even a country. Maybe that is why the education system allowed the teachings of purpose, only in O'level syllabuses.
Determining the purpose of others is a very important life skill. We need to constantly draw inferences from what little we know, to understand the bigger picture. That is what knowing purpose is all about.
It may be a writing, it may be a sentence, whatever it is, what lies beneath it might jolly well change the way we look at it. In fact, purpose is so major in today's society that judging crime can be through the perspective of purpose.
One's intent to kill, even if it seems minimal, represent a form of murder. Even before the weapon is yield, or actually, need not even have a weapon. Whilst at the same time, accidents, involving the death of others, cannot be judged as murder, even if all evidence are against so.
Of course, this is not as golden, or as fixed as it might look, but just a general way of looking at things.
But what's important is that we, as people of communities, are able to draw out the bigger picture with whatever subtle information we have. In fact, every speech has an intent behind it.
The tone of a simple "hello" can represent many different purpose, from sarcasm meant to hurt, to a friendly greeting aimed at bringing people closer together. Unless we can, for the most part, figure out most of the purpose of things around us, we cannot, feel safe, for it will just be a false sense of security.
The most fatal form of danger is not the unseen one, but those that are seen but not known. For an arrow shot from a mile away is hardly as deadly as a stab in the back 1 feet away.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Maybe we should live our lifes like flowers.
We grow and develop, from the moment we're born, then slowly try to reach our peak, in which is presented by our bloom. After which, we either wither, and recycle ourselves to our parent plant as nutrients after decomposition or develop into a fruit that encompasses the next generation.
When do humans peak? We may never know, but we certainly have an idea about when our prime is, when we feel like the world is in our hands, and we could do whatever we want.
Youthfulness? Or foolishness? We used to dream big.
But humans never wither, we never ever feel that we're useless and re-try to contribute to society in another way. To us, being the fruit is the only way to go. Get married, have children.
Sure that is one way, what if that doesn't happen? We should start learning from how to recycle resources that have been put into us and help others in society.
Noble?
Perhaps.
Reasonable?
Definitely.
We grow and develop, from the moment we're born, then slowly try to reach our peak, in which is presented by our bloom. After which, we either wither, and recycle ourselves to our parent plant as nutrients after decomposition or develop into a fruit that encompasses the next generation.
When do humans peak? We may never know, but we certainly have an idea about when our prime is, when we feel like the world is in our hands, and we could do whatever we want.
Youthfulness? Or foolishness? We used to dream big.
But humans never wither, we never ever feel that we're useless and re-try to contribute to society in another way. To us, being the fruit is the only way to go. Get married, have children.
Sure that is one way, what if that doesn't happen? We should start learning from how to recycle resources that have been put into us and help others in society.
Noble?
Perhaps.
Reasonable?
Definitely.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
陳淑樺 夢醒時分
你说你爱了不该爱的人
你的心中满是伤痕
你说你犯了不该犯的错
心中满是悔恨
你说你尝尽了生活的苦
找不到可以相信的人
你说你感到万分沮丧
甚至开始怀疑人生
早知道伤心总是难免的
你又何苦一往情深
因为爱情总是难舍难分
何必在意那一点点温存
要知道伤心总是难免的
在每一个梦醒时分
有些事情你现在不必问
有些人你永远不必等
Humans are just like gases.
The true ideal human being does not exist, just like ideal gases don't. However, they is a certain image, certain portay or how an ideal human being should behave, should look like, things like that.
In fact, the model of a human being is being used by every one of us, whether we know it or not, We assume humans behave according to standard predictable templates. As if a pay raise would definitely please the employee to work harder, presents would being joy. Just like how gases are assumed to behave according to PV=nRT.
And akin to gases, we tend to deviate, or become more similar to ideality, under different circumstances. For gases, low pressure and high temperature allows them to stay closer to ideality. In humans, we do not need low pressure and high temperature but conditions that cause us to express our nature, or rather the ideal nature.
Of course, for gases to be assumed as ideal, we need criterias. We need to assume stuff about them that we know aren't gonna be true, for the most part. We assume humans are negligible inter-personal relationships that will affect performance, emotion and capabilities. Which, obviously, we know are wrong.
Instead of considering whether one would excel in a different situation when he/she is away from loved ones, away from care and concern, to live in an unfamiliar place, first think of how he/she could enjoy the benefits, from the macro level. We think that placing two peope on the job would definitely be better than one, more effective, more efficient. Yet we fail to see that the two might have issues with each other and cause more harm than good.
That is how we treat other human beings. Just like how we assume gases will behave according to prediction.
And yet we're always complaining about how people don't treat us well. Really, it takes two hands to clap. While it always seem like the fault lies with others, we need to take a few minutes, perhaps every day, perhaps once a month, to just think about ourselves. Not about the future, not planning, but how we've treated others, how they might be feeling, had we been in their shoes.
Then again, the above paragraph, is the total idea of how an ideal human being should behave. Which, obviously, is not going to happen. They are too many things we assume, yet we can't figure anything out without assuming any of them.
So here we are, stuck at the original spot, not moving an inch. At least gases can move about freely, not like how we are never able to break those barriers, both physical, and thought.
The true ideal human being does not exist, just like ideal gases don't. However, they is a certain image, certain portay or how an ideal human being should behave, should look like, things like that.
In fact, the model of a human being is being used by every one of us, whether we know it or not, We assume humans behave according to standard predictable templates. As if a pay raise would definitely please the employee to work harder, presents would being joy. Just like how gases are assumed to behave according to PV=nRT.
And akin to gases, we tend to deviate, or become more similar to ideality, under different circumstances. For gases, low pressure and high temperature allows them to stay closer to ideality. In humans, we do not need low pressure and high temperature but conditions that cause us to express our nature, or rather the ideal nature.
Of course, for gases to be assumed as ideal, we need criterias. We need to assume stuff about them that we know aren't gonna be true, for the most part. We assume humans are negligible inter-personal relationships that will affect performance, emotion and capabilities. Which, obviously, we know are wrong.
Instead of considering whether one would excel in a different situation when he/she is away from loved ones, away from care and concern, to live in an unfamiliar place, first think of how he/she could enjoy the benefits, from the macro level. We think that placing two peope on the job would definitely be better than one, more effective, more efficient. Yet we fail to see that the two might have issues with each other and cause more harm than good.
That is how we treat other human beings. Just like how we assume gases will behave according to prediction.
And yet we're always complaining about how people don't treat us well. Really, it takes two hands to clap. While it always seem like the fault lies with others, we need to take a few minutes, perhaps every day, perhaps once a month, to just think about ourselves. Not about the future, not planning, but how we've treated others, how they might be feeling, had we been in their shoes.
Then again, the above paragraph, is the total idea of how an ideal human being should behave. Which, obviously, is not going to happen. They are too many things we assume, yet we can't figure anything out without assuming any of them.
So here we are, stuck at the original spot, not moving an inch. At least gases can move about freely, not like how we are never able to break those barriers, both physical, and thought.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
逆水行舟，不进则退。
Right now, there is no such thing as standing still, at the same spot. In life or in society. Whilst we all able to remain standing at a physical location, with our physical bodies. In reality, this fast-paced world does not allow stand-still people.
I remember hearing this some time ago. "Life is a race".
In a race, we can afford to be slow, for we might never be the best, or the fastest. But we cannot remain standing, rooted to the spot. For in that way, we'll never reach the end, of the race.
From young we knew, the moment we're in education, that every single one of those classmates, those friends, are our compeitiors. We're already in a race, that fact, while we're small and young, have already hit us. At the back of our minds, deep in the subconscious, we know they are our rivals.
Probably that is why we strive to score better than them, to appear cleverer than them, to gain more favor from people around us. At the same time, feel sad, inferior, when they do better than us. It is not our fault, for that is how nature builds every individual. Whether we like it or not.
Whilst we can afford to be slow, we never actually stay rooted to the spot. The world around us moves on, in response, where we are, is actually behind, lagging, further and further away.
In life, everyone of us are akin to a ship and its crew, in its attempt to reach the shores. The shores is far away, and we may not necessary see it. Because there might be fog, there might be torrents, there might be whirpools, all there to impede our success.
Yet we cannot use the current to tide us, for it is actually against us. Our crew cannot stop, even, for a single second, for the current will push us back, and more efforts would be needed to carry on forward.
When then, will we see the shore? And what lies in it? That perhaps, is our purpose in life. Or the goal in life?
Every obstacle we pass, we grow stronger. Our crew becomes wiser. We learn to predict the wind, learn to spot the dangerous rocks, all aid us in arrival.
And only after everything, we can truly appreciate, what it takes, to reach it.
Right now, there is no such thing as standing still, at the same spot. In life or in society. Whilst we all able to remain standing at a physical location, with our physical bodies. In reality, this fast-paced world does not allow stand-still people.
I remember hearing this some time ago. "Life is a race".
In a race, we can afford to be slow, for we might never be the best, or the fastest. But we cannot remain standing, rooted to the spot. For in that way, we'll never reach the end, of the race.
From young we knew, the moment we're in education, that every single one of those classmates, those friends, are our compeitiors. We're already in a race, that fact, while we're small and young, have already hit us. At the back of our minds, deep in the subconscious, we know they are our rivals.
Probably that is why we strive to score better than them, to appear cleverer than them, to gain more favor from people around us. At the same time, feel sad, inferior, when they do better than us. It is not our fault, for that is how nature builds every individual. Whether we like it or not.
Whilst we can afford to be slow, we never actually stay rooted to the spot. The world around us moves on, in response, where we are, is actually behind, lagging, further and further away.
In life, everyone of us are akin to a ship and its crew, in its attempt to reach the shores. The shores is far away, and we may not necessary see it. Because there might be fog, there might be torrents, there might be whirpools, all there to impede our success.
Yet we cannot use the current to tide us, for it is actually against us. Our crew cannot stop, even, for a single second, for the current will push us back, and more efforts would be needed to carry on forward.
When then, will we see the shore? And what lies in it? That perhaps, is our purpose in life. Or the goal in life?
Every obstacle we pass, we grow stronger. Our crew becomes wiser. We learn to predict the wind, learn to spot the dangerous rocks, all aid us in arrival.
And only after everything, we can truly appreciate, what it takes, to reach it.
Friday, October 08, 2010
What would you choose, if either choice, brings sadness to others?
Would you tell them the truth, let them know it, feel disappointed, right now? Or would you prefer to let them hold their hopes up high, until when the truth hits them, they'll be shocked and disappointed?
It is inevitable. Yet how do we make it better?
I'm puzzled. I just can't bear to say it. But I can't tolerate the idea that when it finally comes out, they might be really sad.
I don't want history to repeat itself.
Would you tell them the truth, let them know it, feel disappointed, right now? Or would you prefer to let them hold their hopes up high, until when the truth hits them, they'll be shocked and disappointed?
It is inevitable. Yet how do we make it better?
I'm puzzled. I just can't bear to say it. But I can't tolerate the idea that when it finally comes out, they might be really sad.
I don't want history to repeat itself.
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Vultures. Or are they scavengers?
They seem to be around you all the time. They're coaxing, they're nice, they're friendly, they're lovely.
All but an illusion.
What they really are doing is waiting for you to fall to your deaths. To raise you up high enough to let you lose yourself, and fall miserably, so they can enjoy the remains of you.
I feel threatened. I don't feel safe. Its as if the words are there just for show. Hiding their true purpose. I don't know who to trust, and might as well not trust anyone. Its true that nowadays whilst the compeition increases, the underhand tricks are decreased.
Nevertheless, how would one know when a thief will strike?
Then again, did the underhand tricks really decrease? More likely, it evolved. Rather than an obvious move to undermine your performance, which the culprit can be clearly, and relatively easily caught. The vultures seem to have evolved.
Instead of simple, obvious tricks. What they use is psychological tricks. Impossible to identify by others, impossible to catch. After all they did not enter your dreams and plant a thought. All they did was to brainwash you day by day into thinking you're the best, you will never fail.
Evidence? Aplenty. Concrete ones to be used for accusation?
None.
Such is the power.
Beware, for if you don't, you have no one to blame but yourself. What they emphasize are correct, this is indeed the long walk, the one that we ain't supposed to stop. Just that always keep focused. To disregard their trick of the mind.
Reward, after all, if for no one but yourself.
They seem to be around you all the time. They're coaxing, they're nice, they're friendly, they're lovely.
All but an illusion.
What they really are doing is waiting for you to fall to your deaths. To raise you up high enough to let you lose yourself, and fall miserably, so they can enjoy the remains of you.
I feel threatened. I don't feel safe. Its as if the words are there just for show. Hiding their true purpose. I don't know who to trust, and might as well not trust anyone. Its true that nowadays whilst the compeition increases, the underhand tricks are decreased.
Nevertheless, how would one know when a thief will strike?
Then again, did the underhand tricks really decrease? More likely, it evolved. Rather than an obvious move to undermine your performance, which the culprit can be clearly, and relatively easily caught. The vultures seem to have evolved.
Instead of simple, obvious tricks. What they use is psychological tricks. Impossible to identify by others, impossible to catch. After all they did not enter your dreams and plant a thought. All they did was to brainwash you day by day into thinking you're the best, you will never fail.
Evidence? Aplenty. Concrete ones to be used for accusation?
None.
Such is the power.
Beware, for if you don't, you have no one to blame but yourself. What they emphasize are correct, this is indeed the long walk, the one that we ain't supposed to stop. Just that always keep focused. To disregard their trick of the mind.
Reward, after all, if for no one but yourself.
Monday, October 04, 2010
Small enough not to be significant, hard enough to hurt, yet too weak to remain as it is.
They blur our visions, and reduce them to a measly mist. We hear them, and their companion, and see the power of their friend.
They form a percussion band, with different instruments of the urban jungle. The rhythm sways, according to the wind, in varying speeds, according to the song. We don't pay much attention to it, yet it doesn't mind a concert without an audience. For those who are there to listen, will listen.
They prove to us our senses exist. From the sight of their mighty friend, to the sound of their companion. The smell they bring from nature, and the friendly tap. Not many can, or will taste them. For they are forgotten or perhaps just a nuisance.
Yet how many can appreciate, the finest of things if they fail to notice its presence on our daily lifes?
Evidence of them could be seen, long after the last piece. Yet the fireworks, that celebrates their success, appear only in the form of a silent bridge.
They eventually disappear, or so we thought. But what they are actually doing, is to regroup, for the next performance.
We do not know when, or where it will come, though we have tried sucessfully to trace its path.
It comes to us, unstoppable. And feeds us when we do not know.
It is part of us, when we least expect it. Or even realise it. But it has always been there. Probably, from the beginning of time.
They blur our visions, and reduce them to a measly mist. We hear them, and their companion, and see the power of their friend.
They form a percussion band, with different instruments of the urban jungle. The rhythm sways, according to the wind, in varying speeds, according to the song. We don't pay much attention to it, yet it doesn't mind a concert without an audience. For those who are there to listen, will listen.
They prove to us our senses exist. From the sight of their mighty friend, to the sound of their companion. The smell they bring from nature, and the friendly tap. Not many can, or will taste them. For they are forgotten or perhaps just a nuisance.
Yet how many can appreciate, the finest of things if they fail to notice its presence on our daily lifes?
Evidence of them could be seen, long after the last piece. Yet the fireworks, that celebrates their success, appear only in the form of a silent bridge.
They eventually disappear, or so we thought. But what they are actually doing, is to regroup, for the next performance.
We do not know when, or where it will come, though we have tried sucessfully to trace its path.
It comes to us, unstoppable. And feeds us when we do not know.
It is part of us, when we least expect it. Or even realise it. But it has always been there. Probably, from the beginning of time.
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Destiny and choice.
Which determines the other? Choices one make today, affect the outcome of tomorrow. That is something we all know, we all understand even though we might not fully make use of it.
Some say the choices we made were destined to be made. This theory is generally more accepted by more religious people. Who believe in a higher being, more commonly known as a god, or something of sorts. It is as if, in the end, whatever choices they make, were destined to be made, regardless of how much thinking goes into it.
Sometimes I think, that the theory also works well with people who are suffering, and are in envy of others. They feel that the only reason why great people succeed, is because they were destined to. The top scholars in their school had the genes, or the determination, they were born with it. They had it. We don't. So they're up there and we're not.
Other think that destiny comes in the form of fate. Especially applicable to love life. In love at first sight, destiny is a popular theory. And for sad people who didn't manage to get their lovers, fate seems to be the one who caused all that. They can only sigh and blame fate.
On the other side of the story, some people believe that choices determines your destiny. Most frequently used by capitalist and opportunist, they believe that choices are everything. The choice you make today might not seem significant, but they are essentially so in your future life. To them, it is not destiny that determines your wife, but your choice of whether to make her yours.
Similarly, in all fields, regardless of studies, or career. It is that single choice everytime a person makes, that adds up and determine his/her destiny.
In other words, destiny is never fixed. It changes, along with the number of choices we make. It is akin to the formation of a river, where the sediments it carries, slowly, but surely shapes the way, in the long run, how the river look and flows.
*note: I'm not a geography student, the above statements are based on what limited knowledge I have of rivers. Please kindly excuse any inaccuracies.
I wonder, if its the first case, where each and every one of our destinies were already being set, and nothing could change it, how would mine be? I like jolly well sit back and let them play things out.
Alternatively, if the choice is in our hands, I should probably really pull up my socks and start working hard.
Other than the fact that its not easy, and that only the successful get to stand on top of the world, I really hope I could do pretty well. Even though I was never cut out for it.
Which determines the other? Choices one make today, affect the outcome of tomorrow. That is something we all know, we all understand even though we might not fully make use of it.
Some say the choices we made were destined to be made. This theory is generally more accepted by more religious people. Who believe in a higher being, more commonly known as a god, or something of sorts. It is as if, in the end, whatever choices they make, were destined to be made, regardless of how much thinking goes into it.
Sometimes I think, that the theory also works well with people who are suffering, and are in envy of others. They feel that the only reason why great people succeed, is because they were destined to. The top scholars in their school had the genes, or the determination, they were born with it. They had it. We don't. So they're up there and we're not.
Other think that destiny comes in the form of fate. Especially applicable to love life. In love at first sight, destiny is a popular theory. And for sad people who didn't manage to get their lovers, fate seems to be the one who caused all that. They can only sigh and blame fate.
On the other side of the story, some people believe that choices determines your destiny. Most frequently used by capitalist and opportunist, they believe that choices are everything. The choice you make today might not seem significant, but they are essentially so in your future life. To them, it is not destiny that determines your wife, but your choice of whether to make her yours.
Similarly, in all fields, regardless of studies, or career. It is that single choice everytime a person makes, that adds up and determine his/her destiny.
In other words, destiny is never fixed. It changes, along with the number of choices we make. It is akin to the formation of a river, where the sediments it carries, slowly, but surely shapes the way, in the long run, how the river look and flows.
*note: I'm not a geography student, the above statements are based on what limited knowledge I have of rivers. Please kindly excuse any inaccuracies.
I wonder, if its the first case, where each and every one of our destinies were already being set, and nothing could change it, how would mine be? I like jolly well sit back and let them play things out.
Alternatively, if the choice is in our hands, I should probably really pull up my socks and start working hard.
Other than the fact that its not easy, and that only the successful get to stand on top of the world, I really hope I could do pretty well. Even though I was never cut out for it.
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