i was late again..
late as in not realising watever consequences that mite or is comin on its way..
late as in not able to realise how to appreciate stuff as it is and regret when it's gone..
late as in not able to save the situation and seein it failing rite before ur eyes..
late as in not being to wake up on time.. and when the final wake up call is rang.. everything is just too late...
i hate to regret abt things.. that is the last thing i wan to have in my mind..
i hate to look back and blame myself for not doin this and doin that..
i hate to say -if only i could do this...- or -what if i have done this..-
i hate to see myself crying over spilled milk..
what i wanna tink back of is the beautiful memories.. and i want to be glad looking back at every traces i leave behind..
i told mself things that have changed my life significantly or insignificantly shall be the past.. those major turning points in my life so far.. i guess i had to learn things the hard way.. but i am glad they are just experiences that make up my life.. probably those are just obstacles that make me learn.. make me grow up.. make me realise that this is the reality..
i promise myself that i'll take extra considerations for every step i take, every action i do.. and most importantly never ever be late again..