Choices

Choices.

why does our life involve making so many choices?

I'm tired. I feel as if I've made so many important choices and decisions in the last few months. sometimes it's the right choice. sometimes it's the wrong one. and most draining of them all - choices that you will never know whether it's right or wrong. And once you made a decision, it doesn't meant that you are done with it, you can leave it as it is. We have to bear the consequences of it.

I was so glad that i finally got myself an internship. it is so demoralising that it's so difficult for me to get one, so even though i didn't get this though my own capabilities, i was relieved. happy. excited. enticipation.

but now
i dread it.

i'm forced to make another choice. the internship requires too much commitment. i have to decide where to put my time. my friends. my family. my boyfriend. myself. dance. I want all, but it's impossible to. It's not fair. Somehow it feels as if i made the wrong decision to take up the internship in the first place.