living by your instinct

there's a question now in my mind that whether i ve lived a good life so far. doing not worry a bout anything, leaveing everything by the destiny, undergoing bad thing, ignoring my schooling, all now do make me think a lot.

backwards to about three years ago when i was a green boy with a green dream to become a teacher, a good teach, i thought. everything surrouding me made me gradually realise that to be a teacher did not suit me much. i was not kind enough to become a good one, putting it aside, i was about to seek my trace that would make me happy. for years, i struggled alone to find the way that i could attach myselt to forever. loving made me silly, studying made me tired. no one could help me out with things.

as a result, i skipped so many things, just thinking a lot about myselt, i totally became a selfish boy and did everything by my instinct like a lion only atdending to its prey( con moi) without noticing things around. i did try my best to get my goal, then tired when realising what i had lost to make it belong to me, consequently, i became a bad boy, just thinking of myselt.