Buddha once said, "winning a battle with oneself is better than winning a thousand battles".
In my prime of youth, I'm in deep confusion. I don't know what I want anymore.
I once said that I've been doing well with my studies since 13 years ago, so whats a year or two to flunk. Argh, silly me. I didn't even know what I was saying. Yes I'm sick and tired of studying, why bother cramming my head with facts which only ount for a semester. Why don't I seek something worth a lifetime instead?
Before the flight, I had this thought, whats gonna happen to me if I nailed my dream to fly oversea? Yes I got it now, but since then I don't know what I want anymore. I feel completely at lost of direction.
Yes I have this education degree to ace, but is that all I'm doing?
For a second I used to think, whats left for me. Yes I'm greatly in gratitude for the scholarship. But thats not all. Some parts of me is missing, and I need to find the missing piece before the whole figure crashes in despair.
I guess I'm too bored.
Maybe I should get a job. Keep myself occupied from this mystifying monologue.
