I’m Guilty

I’m guilty of allowing my blog to die a slow death. I’ve not been feeding it with new updates and thus depriving it of the readership which is needed to sustain its survival.

I’m guilty of being a procrastinator. I’ve been postponing things that should have been done earlier and giving myself lame excuses for not taking immediate actions.

I’m guilty of being a hypocrite. I’ve always been reminding others to watch what they put into their mouths and yet I couldn’t stop myself from feasting on the same junk food.

I’m guilty of being a dreamer. I’ve always dreamt of striking the next big prize and living happily ever after. A big dream for a big guy, indeed.

I’m guilty of taking things for granted. I’ve always assumed that my tutees will keep coming back to me and that my service will never become redundant.

I’m guilty of not being proactive. I’ve always waited to be invited to gatherings and outings rather than initiate or organise one since I’m not much of a socialiser.

I’m guilty of being vain. I’ve always been contented with my look and my appearance hasn’t changed much, except for a receding hairline, since I started puberty.

Last but not least, I’m guilty of still leading a happy life in spite of all the abovementioned ‘guilts’. I’ve always enjoyed my life and have not stopped doing so regardless of the circumstance I’m in.

Life is already short, why shorten it further fretting over some imperfections? In the first place, is there such a thing as a ‘guilt-free’ life? Feel guilty and still live happy.

Feel free to add on to my list of ‘guilts’ and I assure you it won’t make me feel any guiltier but just happier. Hahahas ............