I was looking at something just now and suddenly I find myself thinking about things I shouldn't even be thinking about.
Tons and tons of "why did I choose to give up...", "how I wish..." and "it could have been me experiencing it..." hit me.
Whatever it is, its too late to turn back now:)
I've asked myself over and over again the same question, one time too much.
And besides, I've made up my mind.
I myself understand myself best.
If this is what I want, go for it.
But what if one day even I myself don't understand myself anymore?
What if one day, even I myself have decided to leave... myself?
Scary.

Did I work so hard for 17 years of my life for this?
Is this what I really want?
50 years down the road, sitting in my garden, sipping tea and looking at my young and beautiful grandchildren playing in front of me, will I still be able to look back at my life and be proud of what I have achieved?
Whatever it is, I don't know.
I guess I just have to keep walking forward.
Walking and walking, until I fall off the Earth's surface.

When I am much younger, people often ask "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
And my answer would be "I want to be a Doctor."
Now?
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"I want to be happy"

Play my life like a movie star:)
Awesome:)

I love Samuel Lim Kiko (o^-^o)

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