The road ahead of me ...

There are moments, where I just want to cross the road with my eyes closed. And leave everything. But then I think of the possible endings : I won't die, or I die.

If I don't die, I might be paralyzed for the rest of my life. Spending each day on the bed, studying for PMR on the bed, eating on the bed, and so on. And everyone that knows me will be puzzled why I had an ending like this.

If I die, the innocent driver which ran over me might be sent to jail. Because my parents are pretty sure I've mastered skill of 'crossing the road', they won't believe it if they say I ran straight across the road. So, that innocent driver's future might just be ruined by me. Also, I won't be able to do the things I long for my whole life :

- Have a house with a koi fish pond in my front yard
- Have a tree swing (if not possible, then swing will just do) and a indoor chair swing

- Have two kids, one girl and one boy, which I shall name Alice and ....(I haven't decide yet)
- Become a baker (I don't know when my ambition will change again) and bake the most delicious cookies, muffins and cakes for my beloved family members
- Educate my children about the rights and the wrongs, train them to be the future leaders
- I won't force them to do things they don't like, and certainly WILL NOT compare them with other parent's kids and make sure they know how to enjoy life and not just hit the books
- Travel to Japan, Canada, France and Italy. Doesn't matter with family or close friends. I just want to go there. :)

I'm clueless about the road ahead of me, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't continue walking.