aye waddup.
woke up this morning to continue doing notes and revision for my pEEE.
just came baq from nenek jurong east house.
this is gonna be quite a long post so i apologize in advance.

as the wind bristle through my hair,
i reminisce the moment when i was a little boy.
sitting on the back seat of the car.
usually alone or with my big sis.
mom sitting beside dad who was driving.
the sky was as dark as the deep blue.
the moon shone upon as guidance to the dark road.
dat night i was otw sending my grandparents to kampong.
reached there and did some stuffs as a kid.
den i had to make a decision.
whether to stay with my grandparents or go home.
obviously i choose to go back thinking of my computer at home.
however otw baq home,
i cried.
reason was i felt it was not a wise choice.
my heart told me i should stay but i dint listen to it.
in the end i drown myself in the pool of tears drifting off to sleep.

learning from the past been my best companion i had for my life.
as humans we go through decision making every single second.
whether to eat, sleep or play games.
the choice made is either a wise choice or the total opposite.
frankly speaking my choice made in my entire life is based on my feelings.
most of the times.
however sometimes when i make a decision base on my mind,
the things i made up using my mind i tend to regret it big time.
i donno why but my feelings are usually the one who helped me the most.
i guess it could also be called an instinct.

k ending this post here.
too much thing to tyoe out and i think this is already long enuough.
k im hustling off.
class start at 8.
and i have much more to cover on pEEE.

peace im out