U-Ni Go away
Applications another day
I just want my fun and play
Oh please shoo away
:(
I guess when we finally realise that our 2 years of transition in rjc has finally come to a somewhat official close, we're no longer students, teenagers who still need to be prodded to hand up our homework or to listen to the teacher. We're standing on the brink of becoming an adult, one who exercise his decision-making skills with ease and confidence (an assumed fact that does not seem to hold true for both of us) and one who is ready to leave his next. Is 18 really that old? Maybe I'm just too used to being taken care of, living a sheltered life. It just seems that a few hours of mulling over an essay, a few weeks of mind boggling applications would determine the rest of our life - our course of study, our career, our place in society, and who we are. I don't like making decisions. And ya I agree that we have been ingrained with this mindset that well surely we deserve the best? or at least near the best? surely we would be qualified to get into this and this? but when the awful reality sets in, when someone has to deliver the hammer, as mentioned by Professor X, it hurts and freaks us out. Have I been living in my own world? a world of comfort, predictability, love and fun? Regret can be an awful feeling to plague the rest of your life. But what if trying out a new experience ends up leaving you with one of the worst memories in your life? what is worse? leaving with tangible awful memories or foresaking the intangible wonderful visions? and sigh back to juggling between the many things that all seem so impt.