To one lost sheep a shepherd boy is greater than the richest king

No matter how desperate I am, I will not put the lid on someone else's rice cooker (get it?).

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There are things in life that you can only learn them the hard way. No mother's yell can stop you from climbing trees, lest you fall down and break an arm. No traffic signs can slow you down until you bang a bus. No teacher's advice can make you study unless you fail an important exam. No doctor's warning can stop you from eating Secret Recipe's tiramisu cake except when you have to lose a leg. No one's scream of "Don't do it!" can stop you from doing it until one day you wake up and say "Shit!".

There are mistakes in life that you live to regret. But there are also some that you are okay with. Those regrets that make you say "Well, at least I did it and I gave it a try". They say that regret of not doing things is more unbearable than regret doing it. It's true, but you have to make sure that when you look back, there's always an emergency exit when all doors seem to be sealed tight.

A single thread in a tapestry, though its colour brightly shine, may never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design. Okay I stole that line from a song. But nevertheless, I was given a thread, and I was asked to weave it in to complete the tapestry. However, having no knowledge and experience in weaving, I've missed out on a few major strands. The imperfection of the design was so obvious that another person had to amend it. But somehow, we both missed out on one single pattern that even with one look, everybody can see that the tapestry was not sales-worthy. It was my mistake. But the other person got the wrath of the carpet factory's owner. I felt terribly guilty for this episode that it made me decide that I am not a weaver, and I was not made to weave. I should just untangle myself from this whole mess, and become a shepherd.

My story may not make any sense. Screw you.