Worry...

The time to worry about the great finals has past. Now comes the time to worry about the great results. It's going to be out on Monday and it is this results that determine whether I get to continue in Scotland or... no I can't... I can't bear thinking of the other option. Funny isn't it, about life I mean, the whole life we have to worry. Worry about surviving, worry about our love ones, worry about relationships, worry about family, worry about death, worry about this , worry about that. Well the list is non-exhaustive. And finally, we die regretting that we've spent the whole time worrying. Well since the problem is right in front of our face, we should be able to solve it right? So stop worrying... But can we?
Especially in this competitive era, everything is about being the best. You want a better life, you'll have to be better than everyone. But of course, luck plays a part; an important part actually, which I'm sad to say, I've never had much. Some people are just born lucky, everything goes their way. Hmmm... maybe these people don't have to worry so much. Too bad, I'm not in this class of people.

Why do we need to worry? I really can't understand. Like a friend of mine once told me, “Why do you worry? Worrying doesn’t prevent the bad thing from happening.” Yes, I know this is true. But it didn’t stop me from worrying! Maybe worrying, prepares a person for the worst. So that he/she doesn’t perceive the threat of the shocking news only at the instant of receiving it. Just like if…. if… *sweat* tomorrow’s results are devastating….. Arrrgghhh… *tachycardia, hyperventilation, hyperperfusion* I’m really praying HARD that it’s going to be fine!

Should learn how to conquer and control my fears and worries…