I’ve been repeatedly reminded that once I make my decision, I will not regret it. The HDB letter of acceptance has been stuck up on my notice board for the past week or so. It gives me different reminders, evokes certain emotions, and tells me time and again, I will not regret it.
So with my fate sealed, at least for one year, I’m bound for NUS FASS, all fingers crossed. I would most likely be taking on a new language, hopefully Korean (hahaha, I know what everyone thinks about the reason why, but OH WELL). It’s going to be a year of NEW experiences, NEW friends, NEW subjects, NEW things to get used to. Life would be so different if I’d accepted that offer from HDB. A different kind of excitement, a different kind of experience, a different kind of status, a different kind of future, outlook, career path.
For now, I don’t even know for sure what I’m aiming to be. I’ve given up so many things. I’ve taken this new path. And at times, I feel all dumb and like such an underachiever for choosing this path. But it’s something I know I’ve chosen, and I can’t regret it. It’s all, decide, work hard, and soar. SOARRRRR.
Sigh.
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Not much has been smooth-sailing.
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KOREANNNNN. I’m having difficulty memorising double vowels pronounciation ><”
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There’s so much about love I’m still learning each day of my life.
ABC was excellent stuff. But actual application, let’s see about that.
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