When there's no second chance

I'm sure none of us will reject a second chance that is given. But, there are times that no matter how hard we hope for it, it never comes into reality. For instance, we made a mistake and there's no way you can 'undo' your mistake, unlike the 'undo' button you can opt to click when we have made typing errors. Same goes with the journey of life.When you have made such a crucial decision and you know there's no u-turn to it, there're only two possibilities, it's either a good or a bad outcome. Who will ever hope to face the bad one? Life has never hit me so hard and so it does, on the very last two years of high school. It's more than a roller coaster ride of feelings. Words can't express how much I felt. Those heart-wrenching moments and the emotional blow that took hold of me are enough to make me fall hard. Here comes the consequences of growing up. All about making decisions and choices. There's always something you will regret as you may be young and free once or too gullible to come into realisation of the truth lurking behind it. I always thought that I'm ready to accept the reality -- problems of growing-up; I thought I could manage them; I thought I had the capacity to contain them as much as I could. Again and again, for a billion times, I was proved to be totally wrong. I can accept it superficially but not entirely, I can't manage them well enough; I can only contain them temporarily. Bits and pieces of high school life once puzzled together can be one of a nightmare or one of a priceless memory etched in one's heart, and I have both. It's nothing to brag about, both have their pros and cons. I may view things at a completely different perspectives with others which I always do. I have my own distinctive way of thinking and rationalizing them. I can't blame others for not understanding me as true enough, I am unique.

Life choices are not like picking one out of four like the multiple choice in tests or exams. They are way beyond that. I regretted for so much that I had done. Though they were many who came up to me, trying to show me the light but yet I failed to be a wise one, and instead being a selfish and harsh one. I could not turn back time, never would I be able to do so. To look ahead for a dazzling future may also be too fictional.

Time and tide wait for no man. No matter how much are burdened on my shoulders, life has to keep rolling and I still has to move on. Easier said than to be done. However, I can only hope fervently for the best to come.