Hello internet, and hello Laline. Great job on “trying” to do something for once. /snorts.

2 days down and I am rockin’ it! You need to forgive me, or more like… to Laline: Don’t be mad at your own self, yesterday was such a very blank day, it sucked all of your energy and made you run around in circles. It was that lame of the day, give yourself a break. And you’re actually writing this draft at 12:37AM, at least you tried. YOU TRIED. And that is what matters. You still stood up, opened your computer, downloaded your Korean dramas and decided to actually write this draft, you go… you!

Anyway, back on topic of… dun dun dun… regrets! Or rather the thing that I regret most so far.

Oh man, where do I start? A lot of people I know were like regrets are for the weak and stuff like that. That regret is something that a person should avoid at all cost. But for me, regret is part of the process in life. Where it’s the marker that hits you in the face and shouts “HEY YOU! GET THE FUCK UP AND DO SOMETHING FOR ONCE.”

That’s the scenario for me. In terms of regrets. And what I regret the most so far is the lack of progress within my life since I took a break. It’s this idea I got and realized in so many of Casey Neistat’s vlogs where in life, there is never really a stop sign. If there is, that would be death. In life, you have to keep on walking. In hiking terms, you reach the peak, it’s good… it’s great, enjoy the view, but you have to go down again in order to go back home. Then there is another mountain to hike, an even higher one because that is how life goes.

And reflecting on my choices for the past months that I was on my break, I stayed in the valley part of my journey. I was staying in this straight line. There is no sign of life, of hype, or anything different.

Someone once told me life is not always like that, and sometimes you have to accept the fact that this is your place in life. Well fuck that. Life should be lived. Not in the four corners of your bedroom with your precious dog, binge watching Korean dramas that you missed. There is more to life than that. There is the outside world, no matter how much fucked it seemed to be.

Here’s to more days with less and less regrets.

June Narrative day 2, done!