I remember that day when i wrote my first ever blog. It was a sad day. Today is, too. For 2 years, I wasn’t able to post anything. For one thing, I was lazy to do anything. As we speak, mom is talking about my lack of action once again towards my career path; plans for the future. Those stuff. Unlike ‘that’ day, i’m kind of agreeing with her now. I’m pissed because she has the exact truthful words of my lack of interest about the future.
Mom: You have the talent and skills yet you chose not to hone them. You waste your time on things stupid and unnecessary, though elicits entertainment and amusement, but surely won’t help you move from that spot where you have been stagnant for 3 years now.
Me: (Inside my head) Totally agree with you mom. I’m pissed with what you are saying. They’re true and I’m guilty. Guilty as heck. I always love writing. But never gave time to accomplish something with it. Reasons? Maybe alibi or excuse is more appropriate. The list is long. And it’s a stupid list. the gist? I just never really tried harder. A liitle obstacle is enough reason for me to stop. Mom is right in saying that I wasted a lot of chances, effort, and especially time. It’s alarming to know that at the of 26, i haven’t accomplish anything praise worthy , yet. There are a lot of 21 year-olds out there who have accomplished greater things than me. More thoughts: (with a long sullen face) “I HOPE IT’S NOT YET TOO LATE FOR ME. SORRY.”