geraldtan. indulges in sleep, food and bathroom singing. prefer classical to quantum. plays rugby, and runs fast. attention deficient and highly nonsensical. catch me if you can.
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The life
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
The number 2 has dawned itself upon me. 2 accompanied with a 0.
Yes, 20.
The significance of this number is nothing but just a simple arithmetic addition to many, looking ahead to so much more fun and excitements. But somehow, this number seem to strike that chord in me that it is in relation to so much more responsibilities and incessant worries that life bestow me with.
We live for today, everyday indeed- moving on from yesterday yet obliged to take into consideration for tomorrow.
Doesn't it sound too much of a hassle?
The number 20 harps on the start of another decade of living. Yet it seemed that I had lived that much- that much of happiness, that much of sorrows and that much of procrastination.
Happiness are short-lived. Sorrows seem to echo itself magnificently at times.
It all ends with, how much happiness am i willing to make. In other words, how much sacrifice would i give in exchange for that happiness that seem so ever bleak and the sorrows i never want to experience and possess.
