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time ____________________________________________________ Time passed by like nobody's business. It had been a week plus since my last paper. Something's great, some.. not so. Anyway, so happy that I don't need to change my prof for fyp. Yeapie!
My birthday is coming soon again. This year I would be spending it in Church, because there's a church carnival this year, on my birthday. Heh. Birthday's coming and somehow reminded me of birthday cards. I remembered those days in Secondary School whereby I frequently wrote morbid stuff in my friends' cards. Like " Happy Birthday. You are one year / step closer to death." I used to think that it is fun writing these kinda stuff. All I was thinking about is "This is soo soo true, and no one would write." It didn't cross my mind that it is actually not nice to write this kinda stuff. And somehow or other, this sentence came back to my mind this year. I could relate more closely to this sentence than ever before. Maybe this happens when people get old. This sentence no doubt is very true. But how many of us dare to face this truth. Most people would think that there's always a tomorrow. I would even admit that I am one of them. But how many tomorrows do we have? We would never know. Many people could be having the lifestyle of many tomorrows. We start procrastinating the important stuff that we should do. We believe that we would have tomorrow or the right time to do it. But in actual fact, there's no right time. We could always find excuses to postpone it. When will we do the right thing? There's another group of people who thought that life is short and should live it to the fullest. I have seen some of them really living life that there's no next week (Because they did weekly planning). They have to be in the "hippest" places, the hottest clubs in town. They spend at least once a week in clubs. On other nights, they meet up with their "periodic friends" (people who are around for a while). Indulging themselves in lust, alcohols, fun, lies. Maybe I should call these group of people socialite. These are indeed enjoyable stuff. But what if there's no tomorrow? What will all these become? Are these the right thing to do? |
