I felt I have made a wrong choice.
I have probably taken the wrong first step.
I should have gone with the heart, not mind.
And now, there's no more turning back.
It's too late.
It really is.
I abhor this feeling- that deep throbbing sense of regret that I could have done better if I have taken the alternative route.
Sometimes, we really should go against the grain.
Mental note: I have decided to pick up another new language after I'm done with Japanese. Who know these languages may just come in handy in the future.
マレーご、いっしょに？
