"Epilogue."

Dear all,

It has already been seven long years ever since the turn of the last millennium.

Damn, ten more of these and I'll be dead.

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Time to look back on my past stuff and see what I have done:-

Get more arty-farty [√]
I can't remember the last time I drew something. On the other hand, I discovered my love for the arts via dance and music. The chorale has been great to me.

Sleep at 10pm [X]
I tried that for about two weeks. I gave up soon after. Who the hell sleeps at that hour?!

Concentrate on task jobs, [√]
It hasn't been easy to concentrate fully on one sole project particularly, but it's been done a few times. The wonders of the human mind continues to astound me.

Learn new instrumentals [√]
AHAHAHA I CAN STRUM THE GUITAR NOW, DOES THAT COUNT?

Stop being an asshole [X]
Are you kidding?

Study everyday [√]
Every other day, probably. Every day? Pssshhhhhhh. On the other hand, does one count doing homework "studying"? If so, yeah, I studied everyday- Only because there's -always- mugging and homework to do in JC. Ugh.

Gain five kilograms [X]
I lost two instead. =/

Start saving money, [√]
I like my scrounging and saving... only for all of it to be spent on expensive wants later. Easy come, easy go.

Work out 3 times a week [X]
CHECK OUT MY MATCHING PIPES! YOU LIKE?

Stop procrastinating, [X]
And the world would implode if that ever happened.

Start blogging 3 times a week! [X]
Totally.

That's not bad, I managed about 45% of my resolution. Not a bad start, considering it was 0% the last... decade.

Follow-throughs aren't exactly a strong point. =x

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What about regret?

I learnt many things along the way, so I don't regret the time I've spent in YJC. If anything, I actually did learn things. Things like responsibility, perseverance and limit-breaking, to name a few.

Surely there has to be some regret...

Junior College life wasn't too bad, still-- life should be more than studies and results. And passion above all else.

Self-delusion now.

And as I stood by the quay with Jasper and rest of the guys watching the fireworks, I remembered our promise to each other the previous year that should anyone of us get attached during 2007, we bring our other halves with us and celebrate the new year together.

He brought Lynnette.

I brought nobody.

Sigh.

Maybe everything happens for a reason.

Along the road the traveller takes, adventure and steps that he will make...

Four more months before I actually start on my unchartered route towards a polytechnic education. In the meantime, who's to know what will happen, eh?

Work is of utmost priority, of course. I have to figure a way out around that whole JAE thing. Clerical jobs seem like a decent job even with my hands bound to my kids.

Also, I still have no idea what course I'm about to throw myself into. Something in the arts would be good. That limits my choice to about a hundred courses to take. Great.

I might start on a long-overdue project that was supposed to be two years ago. Of course, without proper expertise and resources, it'll be fucking difficult.

This is going to be a difficult tim-

... For fools lie asunder their dark misdeeds, no crop sown will bear them seeds.

Ah, might as well go for it.

With that said, DiwD will be on hiatus for the next three months unless the author decides that he's ready to return at an earlier date (like that's going to happen).

Till then, this is Don signing off to explore the world for all of its eccentricities and splendor.

Cheers.

Regards,
Don.