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anyway, because repetition creates emphasis: i cant believe im back here again. i really am genuinely sick of trying to study when it clearly isnt going to happen. there is a huge temptation to drop everything (like its hot! ... NOT) because then there will be an excuse not to have done well. but alas! i am not going to give in to temptation as usual, and that is truly mind-boggling. just like how every one of my days seem to pass by without any fanfare, or anything worthy of mention. at the end of each day i lie on my bed and think about where my day has gone to, and find that i cannot come to a conclusion. everything seems to be a random jumble of events.
at times i wonder what life wouldve been if i had chosen to take a different path, the other fork in the road or even the other turning at a junction. say perhaps if id chosen to accept my posting to vjc instead of fighting for a place in rj. it scares me, somewhat, to think about such possibilities because they are endless. but it is also disturbing to think that they were important milestones in my life, and that whatever decision i had chosen to undertake would be something i will have to live with for the rest of my life. i do wonder, if life would be any different, if it would be any better, or any worse, had i chosen a different route.
at other times i think about how each breath could be my last, and that i may not see the light of tomorrow. the worse thing about this is that it isnt even a choice. but im glad we all die sometime. i dont think i could keep myself entertained for any longer than a hundred odd years.
im very tired now. theres Twenty Four Days Left. sometime someday, ill wonder where all that time went to. and it will be comical, somehow.
god spoke 1:12 PM
at times i wonder what life wouldve been if i had chosen to take a different path, the other fork in the road or even the other turning at a junction. say perhaps if id chosen to accept my posting to vjc instead of fighting for a place in rj. it scares me, somewhat, to think about such possibilities because they are endless. but it is also disturbing to think that they were important milestones in my life, and that whatever decision i had chosen to undertake would be something i will have to live with for the rest of my life. i do wonder, if life would be any different, if it would be any better, or any worse, had i chosen a different route.
at other times i think about how each breath could be my last, and that i may not see the light of tomorrow. the worse thing about this is that it isnt even a choice. but im glad we all die sometime. i dont think i could keep myself entertained for any longer than a hundred odd years.
im very tired now. theres Twenty Four Days Left. sometime someday, ill wonder where all that time went to. and it will be comical, somehow.
god spoke 1:12 PM
