Hardly an unker at 24, but a sensible head on his shoulders Russell has. (Boy I'm spouting Yoda-esque gibberish :P)Today Russboi guest-blogs a little about shutting up and getting on with life. If you ask me, he's doing a pretty good job now seizing the day and moving on himself. Carpe Diem!Constant whining. Endless sad tales of how pathetic his life is. Persistant reminders of his miserable workplace. Sounds familiar? We all do that every now and then. But to what extent we let it affect us is the key in succeding.
A friend once commented on a mutual friend, "Ask SO-AND-SO to quit whining and be a man!" Harsh words but they do carry across a valid point. Maybe not so much to be a man, but rather to face the reality of his decisions.
How our life turns out depends entirely on us. We make decisions, and we live with them. We choose the place we work at. We choose the girl/boy we want to be with. There is no turning back, and regrets offer little value. Though we may lament that we chose a wrong path, it serves little purpose in helping us find our way. Pick yourself up, dust yourself down, lift that double-chin of yours up and carry on your way.
I cannot say that I have not made any bad decisions in this short life of mine. Yes I admit that I made a few mistakes that caused regrets, but then again, too few to mention. Sorry got that song in my head. I made a few mistakes, and I brooded over them too long. They affected me and the people around. Was it worth it? Definitely not. I wasted time, precious sleep, and *ahem* a few tears that all did nothing to ease the situation. Feel sorry and regretful for a few minutes, and after those few minutes, take out your map and move on with your life.
We still have time on our side.