when i will lie on my deathbed, will i regret that i haven't dared to be a physicist?
i haven't dared to be so much, and when i do, i end up making mistakes. i ended up making a very big mistake by daring to take that chance, months ago.
would i still be on my feet if i had taken physics as my major?
yes, i stink in math. well, not really as bad, but i still stink, compared to whizzes who comprehend that [borrowing from a module in english] interminable world of numbers.
i stink at so many things. yet it still inspires me to carry on.
i am nearing crossroads in my life. i wish to go back and change so much of myself.
it's only one year to go for me. i am still thinking of veering away from the career path that i have majored. my heart is calling for a change, to walk a different path (nope, it's not physics).
i would love to find out what i could have been had i done things differently. but i'm here now.
hm. so much musings. smooth jazz music does this to me: makes me ponder.
on a different note... i would love for someone to sing me that i'm the reason why... it keeps ringing in my head. amazing how songs can mold my thoughts.
my path will lead to bridges, to crossroads, and i must make a choice.