My Tune: Maybe Tonight by William Tell
Having had gone through countless pages of random magazines and fictional books, seeing way beyond the visuals of several soap operas and worldwide films, and being able to listen to the deep thoughts and ideas of deep people, I always tend to see, hear and even read this wonderful general truth:
Life is full of choices. Choose wisely.
October 10, 2009
- Danver’s Birthday
- Homonids Day
- Final Research Paper Deadline (for some)
- Invictus Guild’s First Death Anniversary
Today I dared to commit a very critical act which is to completely eliminate and ruthlessly discard every single thing which causes heartbreaks and indispensable pain. Today I gave myself enough time to realize that not everything in this world needs to be perfect… not everything in this world has to be flawless. Today, I am convinced that forever doesn’t exist.
You go to a mall and see several pairs of shoes which cost eight thousand pesos each. You only have a decade of thousand peso bills in your wallet. Naturally, you would have to choose one– just one, only one.
You have with you three girls who are in a love game, chasing you, wanting you, running for you. You seem to like them all but you are fully aware that choosing the three of them is completely impossible. Basically, the best thing is to choose– just one, only one.
Your mother lets you choose between an iPhone or a new set of wardrobe full of high end long sleeves and suits. As hard as it already is, you would obviously have to kiss goodbye to one of the given options in order for you to avail either material (although in my case I would eagerly choose the latter. Haha).
You graduate from high school. You would have to choose one from UP, Ateneo, UA&P, De La Salle, UST and so on and so far. When you finally came to a decision, you would have to choose what course to take. Will it be Chemical Engineering, or Fine Arts? Choose. Just one—only one.
You love one person who doesn’t love you back. It’s up to you whether or not you will let the person go, or stay in love and become a slave of a love injustice… a sanity suicide.
You have a myriad of haters who talks trashy things about you behind your back. The common reaction is to let yourself be fed up with all the crap but really, it’s all up to you if you will fight back or just choose not to win (because in my case, I always believe I never loose. No one does. It’s just that sometimes, I choose NOT to win).
I just think that the dizzying act of choosing is one of humanity’s deadliest processes. It can break friendship, families, love lives and personal strengths and self-respect. It can make you eat gallons of ice cream out of depression. It can harmfully invite you to sleep all day long without the effort nor the attempt of even just winking an eye. It can gradually turn you into a mind-freak, a soul searcher… a life taker. It can make the blue turn into red, red into yellow, white into black… life to death. Most fatally, it can single-handedly bestow on a person the wrath of life’s unpredicted schemes.
Right now, I just came to see how I have before me a sea of unfamiliar choices. It never even sank in to me that the day will come when I would have to choose a certain choice and let the rest be scattered into small pieces. Don’t believe me? I’ll tell you what. Honestly, I believe it is all up to me whether or not I will quit Starlight, Scribblers Society, school, IG, Math, Physics, Bookkeeping, hoping for nothing, loving and not being loved back, my annoying pet dog, etc. Sigh. All I know is that I never fail to see that I am blessed to seemingly be able to choose the right decisions most of the time. But I know, I know… this next choice I am about to make may turn out as a mistake. But trust me, do what you know will set you free. Do what you know will make you feel right even when everything else turns out wrong. Do what is needed, what is ought to be done.
Whatever we choose, we will always be responsible for the result.
But as of now, I choose to go with life’s flow. I always do.