Superfluous ...?

本来是因为看了Kid President的那个Pep Talk视频，被Sleeping at Last的Households给感动到内牛了而去听他们的。结果，我被这首歌给戳到了。本来今天刚散去的一点阴霾，又跟周末一样，回来了。

好久没用英文写东西了，为了防止退化，就让我矫情一下吧。

“Would you tell me please, which way I ought to go from here?" asked Alice. "That depends a good deal on where you want to go," said the Cat. "I don't much care where," said Alice. "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.

Don't know why this had came into mind again. It was about finding your goal, your desire, and ultimately choose the right path. But...what's right? Perhaps I was again, too touched by Robert Frost and his road less travelled. 

The road may hurt, perhaps I've already been hurt, I woulnd't know. I learned a lot over the past couple of years, I now try to be a better person, be compassionate, be positive, be critical, be real, just be me. Perhaps everything I've experienced over the past two years, are just a glitch in my fleeting life, since a couple of years may or may not make a difference? But seriously, not cool Robert Frost, the road has no end in sight.

I do hope my road is an awesome road though, I'm gooder than being boring.

I try not to think too much into the future, maybe it's because I just don't have the luxury of that yet. I try to enjoy life everyday, but what may be looming, now it seems too much, since I'm happy about who I am and where I am right now.

Confidence is a delicate thing, isn't it? Life just can't let you rest, can it?

I think I just think too much, that's all.

Watched too much stuff about growing up lately, I may just started understanding growing up now. Not 5 years ago, definitely not 10. It's funny that how only when you experienced obstacles that you realize what life truly is. 

I still can not bring myself to watch that drama after two years. Guess I was just that much more emotionally invested in it that he ever was. I lost my logic, lost my ability to think, and I'm still experiencing that aftermath. I still do miss him every now and then, that feeling of heaviness is getting lighter, but it's still there, jumps out at me ever so often, when I least expecting it to. I guess he will never understand that, or perhaps I will never tell him that.

People say life is what you make it out to be, and I'm not sure what I'm making it out to be right now.

My dream is to travel around the world before I'm 32, but what do I do with the rest of my life?

My other dream is to open up a coffee shop with all my favorite CDs in there, but what do I do after that?

I still don't really know. I want to make a difference, I just haven't find that difference yet.

And I'm still figuring out myself right now, trying to push my limits and boundaries, I am happy because of that. I'm enjoying myself more, because I am being more, me.

I will try to remember, to be a better person, to be more hard working, to grow, and to actually live, life to the fullest.