Turning point or the dead end

This is my new motto, that life is simply a path of choices.

Everyday when we wake up, we choose what to wear, what to eat, what to say, how to get to work and how we portray our selves.

To some extent choices we make has a longer term effect than others. For example, what kind of person we wanted to be, what career we want to have, or the short term effect ones, what to wear for the day, what to have for lunch.

It’s a part of me, that choices I make has to be a wise one and actually beneficial to my life. It may not necessary be the most exciting choice however, I know i won’t regret in the future.

Yes that I’m a Virgo, therefore pain in the arse by nature. But then my argument is who wouldn’t want a trouble free life and a great retirement.

Perhaps, choices we make define each one of us and take us to different paths of life, different social group, different friends and different partners. Each one of us has had made those choices.

Some may argue that sometimes we don’t have a choice!! Personally I don’t believe that’s true. The choice at times maybe limited, but there will always be more than one choice available. The problem isn’t the lake of choice, but rather, too lazy to make a better choice and or satisfied with the current state.

Who do you want to be? What life do you want and how you wanted to live your life?

In the beginning, when you first invited me to join Friendster, do you still remember what were the words exchanged between us? When both of us had less than 10 entry combined.

One of the comments we’ve made was that, "Wow someone has over 100 ppl on their friends list." You said, "Ya wat for, it’s almost if it’s not sincere and if one disappears from their friend list he/she wouldn’t notice anyway."

And your list seems to be forever growing…

I sometimes wonder and is seriously confused about “Life”, we go to
work to earn money to buy food and to live. Everyday we seem to do this
over and over again. Of course with money we can purchase things that’s
pleasing and enjoyable.. but is there actually more to life? There are
love, happiness delivered by family, friends and passion.. but then at
the end of the day they all  becoming meaningless when dust becomes
dust and ashes returns to ashes.

Me, I know what I would like to achieve in life and what I want
during my time here, but is there really a point in pursuing the goal..
i can’t take it with me and once I die it all means pretty much nothing
except causing sadness/grief to others.

Sure I enjoy friends, good food, gadgets, technology, motorized
toys, being loved and cared about… but what was the point again? If
me leaving this world wouldn’t cause pain and grief to friends and
family I think I would like to find out if there is a God and ask him
the question my self!! “STOP BEING SUCH A PAIN IN THE ARSE AND JUST
TELL US WHAT IS IT YOU WANT!” And..strange enough having just said
that, *goose bumps~~* and thought.. far-out. I really
do enjoy your accompany and maybe I’ll just stay a little longer…

Being
really honest.. is it just me, or is it a common issue I can’t seem to
resist checking out good looking gals….. (Sigh.. this could cause so
much problem if I wasn’t single… Definitly a habit/instinct I could do
without.. no becoming a monk is not an option since Istill do like my
fast toys and good food and etc.)

Maybe checking out good looking ppl is the point of life… ~”~… WTF…. Hey I don’t mind being checked out my self hahahaha.