why do we?
Maybe it was meant to be. I just got "demoted". In a way, I feel more relieved. At least I have less worries. My anxiety level starts fluctuating every time I think about my choices or rather the choices I'm going to make.
So many things to think about. I lost my list of priorities somewhere at the back of my not-centered-brain. What comes first? Or should I say who? *sigh*
What do I really want to do? Should I be selfish? But it's my passion. Can I just drop my commitments? Then what kind of person does that make me?
sacrifice.
Now I know why I was so happy in my university days despite everything else.
sometimes i wish dreams come true