on desicion making

hey again…it’s been while.

Dude i gotta tell you this. Among weird things i always do, there are at least two stuff that never change. Its that i am aquite consistent flip-flopper and never ready enough to get over my childhood. Living a kind of life with those characteristics is kinda fun actually, not necessarily fit people well, but umm it’s great. I mean, just think about it. How many people who claim that they live their life seriously yet they screwed up eventually and got f**k up in their lives?

And by the way, it happened to be that i had to make a tough call today. The kind of desicion that could change the landscape of my freakin life for the next two years. You dont have to know believe me cuz you’ll know anyway somehow. At one point when making the call, i thought, dude Pat this is your major desicion making after a while. You have got to be more serious (as if it had been a voluntary acknowledgement that i had been such a kid).

But umm after a while i thought…you know…may be i dont have to be serious. I choose to keep thinking that this entire life is a trial and error. If i fucked up with this desicion,so what…i cant keep making a good call afterall can I?

In short,i hope that i could always make my desicion lightly, get on with life, (sometimes) screw up, pick up the pieces again…reshape, and keep laughing at my own mistakes.I dont even know if this is gonna work. Do you?

a 20 year fergie glory thanks note

These battered hands are all you own
This broken heart just turned to stone
Go hang your glory on the wall
There comes a time when castles fall
And all that’s left is shifting in the sand

You’re out of time, you’re out of place
Look at your face
That’s the measure of a man

This coat that fits you like a glove
These dirty streets you learned to love
So welcome back my long lost friend
You’ve been to hell and back again
And God alone knows how you crossed that span

Back on the beat, back to the start
Trust in your heart
That’s the measure of a man

It’s the fire in the eyes, the lines on the hand
It’s the things you understand
Permanent ties from which you once ran
That’s the measure of a man

You’ve come full circle, now you’re home
Without the gold, without the chrome
And this is where you’ve always been
You had to lose so you could win
And rise above your troubles while you can

Now you can love, now you can lose
Now you can choose
That’s the measure of a man

It’s the fire in the eyes, the lines on the hand
It’s the things you understand
Permanent ties from which you once ran
That’s the measure of a man

You’ve come full circle, now you’re home
Without the gold, without the chrome
And this is where you’ve always been
You had to lose so you could win
And rise above your troubles while you can

Now you can love, now you can lose
Now you can choose
That’s the measure of a man