do we really have a chance? of course, we do. but we always miss it.

we have a chance to move out from home when we were 15. but we chose to stay.

we have a chance to say yes, i will. but we avoided it.

we have a chance to choose a good chance. but we just did it wrong.

how many chances we have? well, we always have a chance to choose what is “right” for us before we decide it. there is no right or wrong. how could we know if it’s right or not? u think it’s right to do but then your parents or even friends disagree with you. i just think no matter what we choose, we won’t have a best solution.

when chances fly away, it won’t come back as time flys. so think it more and more, if u need to make a decision.

 what is the longest relationship we have in the world? and it won’t ever change. to me, it’s kinship. the love between parents and children. the love between brothers and sisters. but don’t get it wrong. i’m not saying we ONLY have this in the world.

i had my lovers. i think we loved each other then. but did we? a strong love won’t collapse like bricks. a strong relationship will always stand there as lighthouses. no matter what happens, it’ll always be there and guide you. but i guess sometimes we are just no luck. the one, who you think you love, betray you. he also loves the other one. please don’t buy it, if some say i love you forever. nothing is forever. and also don’t buy the other sentence, i like you. sometimes, it means i want to have a sex with you. to me, love just can be changed between a couple.

how about friendship? well, i would say it’s better than the relation above. it’s easy hanging out with friends. you’ll worry less than you worry with your lovers. but can friends always be our friends? no, they can’t. they would be your enemy whenever they think “it’s the time.”

i don’t think i am a perfect good person but i’m not bad either. but sometimes, i just can have some “nice shooty things” happened on me. am i lucky or…

anyways, i appreciate that i have a wonderful family who always supports me. and also, i appreciate that i still have good friends who join parts of my life.

it’s tiring to go to the class after hard work but i push myself to make it evey time.  

why i’m doing this because i don’t want to just work day by day. i think if life is only living on work, it’s not life at all. on the way to the class is the most difficult thing to do. how is that because when people are going home to have dinner, you are on the way to the class. when people are having a party, you are having a “date” with your teacher and classmates. but i have to say when you are there, everything is different! your brain starts to work again. you laugh when the instructor said something interesting. you talk something different from work. you are no longer belonging to the company but the class. it’s nice, isn’t it?

a life is a story. to me, life should be colorful as an interesting journey. my life isn’t colorful enough yet so i’m just trying to add “more color” to reach that way.