Dear diary,
Life takes unexpected turns and twists most of the times....
The more one is sure of the path of their destiny, the more it is unlikely to happened.
I'd admit it is this unpredictable twists that adds flavours and spices to life.... After all, who would want a long boring life without any suprises...
I'm never one who looks back with regrets... and yes.. having lived a quarter of a century, I'd say that my life have never been perfect.. but every decision and every path i took had never been one I'd never willingly take on nor one that i took on with regrets...
This must be the reason why, I believe, I've took recent events so harshly... why all the sudden I'm so filled with bitter anger...
Yes... It's a blow... my pride's bruise.. my ego's broken...
What I've always held on so proudly.. my independence and my passion for life.. suddenly just doesn't seems to reflect what I am anymore...
I just don't seems to know the real me... and how much worse can that be??? When it's proven that the real you that you think you are, is not you after all...
A lesson learned... albeit in a harsh way... but it does tells you that you are not the center of the universe...

My pride will heal, my ego will mend.... my independence can be regain... and my passion can be rebuild..
I can and will eventually stand up again...
but does that means that life will not take anymore unexpected twists and turns???
Can I tell above that I've have enough of the roller coaster ride... that too many of bumper cars are making me sick... that too many visits to the haunted house are making me tired??
That I just want to sit at the bench at the side over there.. away from all the excitement?? I guess not... not when the exit out of this theme park has yet to be found...
