make a choice, everyone??

As people grow older, things get more interesting yet confusing. I missed my childhood because life was so much simpler and less complicated.

When I was young, maybe four or five years old, it was easy to make choices of whether you want to play or sleep. Either choice I make would be harmless. If I chose to sleep, my mom would be happy because I would not be making so much noise. If I chose to play, I did not need to worry about neglecting my studies because there were no 'books' being introduced to little people during that era which was the early 90's. However, the scenario is so much different today. A child is introduced to books as early as two years old! No wonder the world today is such a tough place to live in.

I remembered my first year in kindergarten when I was six. I knew I was afraid of the new things that I had to learn. I suddenly realised that life was not revolved around my family and home. There is a place called SCHOOL where everyone needs to go. That time, I hated school. I tried to learn, but sometimes people could be a tad selfish. The people there made me hated school more. In fact, I chose to hate school.

(Of course that hatred never lasted long.)

Now I noticed that it was such a trivial thing to experience meeting selfish people who were not willing to share back then.

Fast forward to my secondary years, I grew to love books more and more and in that course of journey, again, I need to make choices.

What should I do when I grow up?

Should I go for a movie when there is an exam tomorrow?

Should I tell her that it's not the right thing to do?

And a lot more other questions which forced me to make a decision.

I think I should. Maybe I should not.

In the end, I did make the right choice. However, it did not always go the way I wanted.

Today, the choices that I make cannot be taken lightly. I know if I do make the the wrong choice, it is most unlikely that I will be able to turn back. If you made a mistake in your decision when you were six, you always have your parents to patch things up for you. But when you are twenty, it's time for you to clean up the mess that you made. You are responsible for your own act.

Sounds horrifying? The truth is not always as sweet as candy. Quoted from a friend, "Make not the right decision but make the decision right."

And that is what I am going to do right now.

P/S: Thank you so much for your opinion, uncle. But I want to pursue my dream. I will not mess it up as you think I would.