Sometimes, I think, why do I have to agree so readily to other people? Why do I have to bare the consequences of agreeing? Why do I have to suffer? Why do I have to be so disappointed?<\/p>\n
Why?<\/p>\n
Usually, I won't be angry with others. I will just be very disappointed. <\/p>\n
Go on, continue with whatever you are doing. I do not allow people to reverse the damages, even though on the surface, it looks as if I do. NO.<\/p>\n
Moving into ??<\/font> mode…<\/p>\n I always forget my own lessons that were learnt the hard way: Never be too enthusiastic. Never be too eager. With great anticipation comes greater disappointment.<\/p>\n I always thought, there's always an exception. <\/p>\n Looks like, the exception refers to a throwing of an exception: error.<\/p>\n Never mind. I shall play my guitar. I shall play my keyboard. I shall put myself in music, and block out all reasons.<\/p>\n Who cares what I do.<\/p>\n Maybe I am ??. I am fine with that label. I rather not let people down.<\/p>\n But then, if one says that someone lets him\/her down, why not look from another angle, and maybe he\/she thinks the same way too? So what is let down? Who lets down who? Or what?<\/p>\n Who knows. It's just me.<\/p>\n Yes, bought a guitar last week. Been playing it once in a while. I have to get back my skills, but then, there was not much skill in the first place to recover. Went for dental, and then went over to FMTS House to collect my vouchers. Met Eddy at IMM, and went for lunch. Roller blades? No available size. Too bad. Ordered a washing machine, which will be delivered on Friday afternoon. Went home after that. <\/p>\n Today? Did a stupid lab. Did not manage to finish. Now, I lack a whole table of results. Story spinning time.<\/p>\n Tomorrow? Nothing special. <\/p>\n Thursday? Nothing special.<\/p>\n Friday? Nothing special.<\/p>\n Or rather, I am nothing special.<\/p>\n M:Robe down. Itchy-handed me went to pull out some things, and the cap had become loose. Looks like I will have to make a trip down to Clarke Quay area one fine day. Service Centre's there. Need to fix it. Soon.<\/p>\n Life without music on the bus is still bearable.<\/p>\n Sometimes, I think, why do I have to agree so readily to other people? Why do I have to bare the consequences of agreeing? Why do I have to suffer? Why do I have to be so disappointed? Why? Usually, … Continue reading
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