My whole family went to Malaysia for the weekend leaving me all alone at home, something not very new considering I always have big problems getting away from work. That was supposed to be the plan but apparently mummy messaged me on Friday night while I was having tuition informing me that my 'Baby Brother' was sick and will not follow them to Malaysia.
So on Saturday after my work, I met and treat him dinner. It's been quite a while since I went out him alone. It's been a while since I last had a proper one-to-one talk to him about everything. He's busy with school and I'm busy with work. I still remember how he would pester me to buy him ice-cream or tibits each time I fetch him back from pre-school. I still remember how my elder brother and I always argue over who to pick my baby brother up from school. I still remember how he would often peep into my room to talk to me and how I would yell at him to get out. It's crazy how you can miss someone so much when you actually see them everyday. Although now all grown up, in my eyes, he is still my baby brother whom I pamper alot.
And so yesterday when I asked him what he wants to have for lunch today, he told me that it's been a while since I last cook. It's true, I can't even remember when was the last time I cook a proper meal for my family. I remember how I use to clean the house, cook meals and bakes cookies/kuih on Saturday/Sunday. But ever since I started working with this current company, I stopped doing them. My house and my room is in a mess and really need some scrubbing. Something I will first look into the moment I quit my work. And because of what my brother said, I ended up cooking a meal for the whole family today. It's nothing too big, just a simple meal but I am feeling very satisfied. =) I swear nothing beats better than being home with a simple cooked meal and your family.
I finally made a decision. I will be lying if I said there isn’t any day I wake up not thinking about it. There was a war happening in my head and I was torn between the two. There was two route to choose from. The first is what I call the safe route: Get into a top 15 university in the world, study what I have learnt before, graduate with a reputable and recognized degree and be in my comfort zone. The second route is what i call the risk: Get into a university not as high ranking as the previous, study what I might not have studied before but hopefully graduate with a degree that will give me more options in my career in future. And I chose the later, people may think I am nuts but I am more of a risk taker even if it means failing, it's better than just sticking to something just because I know I will be safe.
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
You sure sound like you know what you want. go get em, tiger. and don't look back. =)
There's so many things that is happening to the people I care these days. Sometimes I wish the word pain and sorrow doesn't exist because I hate to see anyone in that situation. Because I know how sucky it is and I wish there is something I could do about it.
"Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible. We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope. "