Every time I have to make a decision, this in one poem that keep ringing back on my mind just like how my english teacher put it back then, that this one poem that all of us will be referring to as we make choices.

I am glad that I have been making many decisions, some wrong ones and some correct ones (life is all about balance ain't it?). Like when I was choosing the brand of camera system to get into, my dad was totally against me going for the current brand I own, he said I would be better off buying the other brand and every now and then when I get frustrated with not being able to find lenses etc; I still get it on my face but I am happy with my choice and that is all that matters.

I wish all decisions can be that easy and especially so in defending the decisions that I have made; though at times I make spontaneous decisions although that has seen a very rare occurrence this days probably due to the schedule and also deadlines. Whatever it is, at times I do come to a point and think what could have been if I made a different choice then especially like not struggling with my current course and doing something else although I may not like it at first but grow to like it later?

Now all I can hope is that I can graduate and then just find my ideal job that I can love and be passionate about. For now I am just sailing through whatever that is in store for me, with less than 2 months before the final sem of the final year ending and closing another chapter of my academic life, lot of things are to be seen. I will definitely miss many of the friends whom I may not have been very close to but have touched their hearts in one way or another or so I tend to think.

Whatever it is, I just hope everything is for the better and every good thing has to come to an end and life goes on!