I had discussed a bit about childhood dreams with Jolyn through SMSing and it sounded real fun. She dreamed of being a pilot and owning a plane so she can go anywhere while I wanted to live on an island surrounded by clear waters. It helped me relive some of my childhood thoughts and ideas. Thereupon, ideas popped out like confetti from a balloon, but I'm not holding on to any of them. Maybe I'm used to allowing nature to take it's course, thus allowing the decision made by others to influence the way things go. Nevertheless, I believe myself to be an opportunist. One who is spontaneous when the chance comes by, but makes a decision first to carry out my actions or not. Sounds half-arsed, I know.
I had decided to leave my current job at Resorts World Sentosa on 16th May for ample time expenditure before going bald on 5th June 2010. Yes, that's my enlistment date.
And that is still sometime away, so lets take life one step at a time and live a day as it is.
Uttering lesser words of hope is plaguing my garden of gray matter. It seems detrimental to be losing hope, but at the moment I am making more decisions. Then, following through with it.
Yes, it might be good to always have hope for one's future, for a better economy, a fatter wallet, for a sick somebody to get well, for a broken heart to heal, for good results, for an exemplary character, for understanding, hope when one's in dire straits .... However, would an event occur by just expecting and wishing for it to?
Paths might not go my way, opinions might not brighten my day and working hard might not total my pay. But I had decided to make do with my position and create situations. Instead of hoping, I am creating with my own ability.