Crossroad (Not Britney's movie)

Yesterday after work, I was so eager to skate but of course, my plan backfired. So I'm bummed. Miserably. You see (Odd but true) when I'm bummed, I feel inspired to write probably because I have so many thoughts running through my head that I find a need to put them into words, paragraphs and sentences but then again, my post often tend to be emotional and a wee bit pathetic when I'm done writing them. So now brace yourself for probably another potential depressing post from yours truly. No? Maybe not.

It's five days to Christmas, eleven days to 2011 and exactly a month from now, I turn a year older. Is it me or the days gone just a lil bit faster as the end of the year drew closer?

In a span of a year, I've hit soo much crossroads. Each crossroads forced me to choose which path I want to take with no way of knowing if my journey will lead me to pleasure or pain. I almost rarely remind myself at every crossroads that once I've made my choice, there's no turning back. Yes, I make my own fortunes and then call them fate. And what better excuse to choose a path than to insist it's my destiny but at the end of the day, I would have to live with my choices. No matter who's looking over my shoulder. However here's the funny thing about destiny, instead of too many choices or after many choices, I suddenly have none. Sometimes I would reach a road that leads me no options. Time has come and gone. Everyone, well almost everyone just have to keep moving forward.

Bring 'em on 2011. I think I'm ready for what may come.