life is like a long bridge
a wooden bridge...
made of planks
some are strong, steady and can bear heavy things
but some arent that strong, and even make some squeky noises
living a life is like crossing the bridge
sometimes u feel confident
sometimes u feel a lil bit shaky(ok, maybe sometimes a LOT!!)
over the time, the bridge will not be as strong as it used to be..
as the malay proverbs say, 'dimamah usia'
any of those planks can be friable
u might step onto one of those, and puff...fall...
if u accidentally step onto one of those,
but lucky enough not to fall down,
never, ever repeat the same mistake u did
otherwise u'll feel very stupid (yep..it is stupid)
(not to mention u might fall this time)
and u wish u'd never to that
wish u can turn back the time
and sometime, u'd wish u had fall the last time
so u dont have to bear the pain this time..
so ,the moral of the story is...
u decide it urself..
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