Sometimes I wish that if I did enough good, there'd be an even greater good waiting for me at the end of the line.
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I'm in the train now. Heading to city hall with my bro and my cousin to watch a movie at Dhoby Gaut.
Currently reconsidering my intention to give up my guitar. When you think about it, I can decide on my own. What good will telling anyone do? I mean, everytime I tell someone I just make myself upset when they don't tell me what I wanna hear even though I know that they won't say anything I'd like them to say but tell them/ask them for their opinions anyway. S'pretty stupid.
Moral of the story? When I make a decision, I'm not telling anyone from now on because no good will come of it.
Hell yeah.
Later~!