If you could...
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go back in time, where would you like to be and why?
I'll kick off first...
I'd go back to the point where I finish high school, deciding on what course to take at Uni. I kinda feel lost at 30 not knowing what I want to do with my life, what my ambitions are...
Now I'm trying to live my dream when I was 21, doing my PhD, but the continuation is gone, and I'm not sure if it's really what I want to do.
But most importantly, uni life was the best time of my life!
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i agree that uni life is one of the best time in my life...but mebbe i wud enjoy it more if i have chosen a course that i am really passionate about, instead of choosing something I have come to hate
i.c.y -
icyprincess, care to share on the topic? you wish the same?
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hmm, wish I have made a better decision regarding my major. Tho I am still studying nowOriginally posted by ilovemyrolex:icyprincess, care to share on the topic? you wish the same?
i.c.y -
Go back n do high school........high school romance, high school fights, troubles..... sigh~~~ I miss high school period...maybe its cos i ddnt attend often
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If I could, I'd like to return to my Secondary School days, in particular, to Secondary 3.
I'd make sure that I studied harder in preparation for my 'O' levels. Well, I'd probably still choose ACJC regardless but ah well, I just wish I had conquered my math phobia and learnt to like Mandarin more so I could score better grades in my weak subjects, Math and Chinese.
Most importantly, my Sec 3 days was when I met my puppy love, let's call him Mr B. We got on so well, it was cute.
He was my first love, an ACS guy whom I met in my church's Club Sunday and he was the first and only guy who waited four hours for me outside the ol' Stamford National Library cause we had a miscommunication on the time to meet and that was before pagers and mobile phones came into our lives. 
He was a gentleman, good in English, loved God, etc etc. Best of all, he was my guy.
I still remembered how we went into the library together and I headed straight for the Child Psychology and Counselling section, my interest at that time. I kept peeking over the gap between the books and the shelves to see him!
I'd go back to that important period where my pride and stubbornness got in the way. We had a huge huge misunderstanding just before he left for Canada for further studies after our 'O' levels and we had stopped talking for months but one night, just before he left, he swallowed his pride to ask me if I would miss him. My heart was crying out, 'YES!!! YES, of course!!' but stupid me, what came out of my mouth was a very indignant, 'NOPE!'.
He flew off broken-hearted. I stayed behind broken-hearted too, and cried for days on end. It eventually took me a long, looooooooooong time to get over it, and poor SL can testify to that! 
I'm still like that, once I grow attached to someone and become fond of them, I don't let go easily. So, I suffer a lot of torments and heartaches but, on the other hand, I've also built a few really loyal and precious friendships that have stood the test of time and trials. 
I'd go back to those days, and swallow my pride and quietly confess, 'Yes, I have missed you all these months, and I will definitely miss you when you are no longer around.'
Words I've always wished I had said then...
That's all in the past, of course. He's now married and might even be a dad by now.
But oh well, when God closes a door, He opens a window. In the end, all things happen for a reason. -
This is very bittersweet, rhonda...Originally posted by Rhonda:If I could, I'd like to return to my Secondary School days, in particular, to Secondary 3.
I'd make sure that I studied harder in preparation for my 'O' levels. Well, I'd probably still choose ACJC regardless but ah well, I just wish I had conquered my math phobia and learnt to like Mandarin more so I could score better grades in my weak subjects, Math and Chinese.
Most importantly, my Sec 3 days was when I met my puppy love, let's call him Mr B. We got on so well, it was cute. He was my first love, an ACS guy whom I met in my church's Club Sunday and he was the first and only guy who waited four hours for me outside the ol' Stamford National Library cause we had a miscommunication on the time to meet and that was before pagers and mobile phones came into our lives. He was a gentleman, good in English, loved God, etc etc. Best of all, he was my guy.
I still remembered how we went into the library together and I headed straight for the Child Psychology and Counselling section, my interest at that time. I kept peeking over the gap between the books and the shelves to see him!
I'd go back to that important period where my pride and stubbornness got in the way. We had a huge huge misunderstanding just before he left for Canada for further studies after our 'O' levels and we had stopped talking for months but one night, just before he left, he swallowed his pride to ask me if I would miss him. My heart was crying out, 'YES!!! YES, of course!!' but stupid me, what came out of my mouth was a very indignant, 'NOPE!'.
He flew off broken-hearted. I stayed behind broken-hearted too, and cried for days on end. It eventually took me a long, looooooooooong time to get over it, and poor SL can testify to that!
I'm still like that, once I grow attached to someone and become fond of them, I don't let go easily. So, I suffer a lot of torments and heartaches but, on the other hand, I've also built a few really loyal and precious friendships that have stood the test of time and trials.
I'd go back to those days, and swallow my pride and quietly confess, 'Yes, I have missed you all these months, and I will definitely miss you when you are no longer around.'
Words I've always wished I had said then...
That's all in the past, of course. He's now married and might even be a dad by now. But oh well, when God closes a door, He opens a window. In the end, all things happen for a reason.
Don't worry, fate will deal us all a good hand one day... -
Ah, Eric, I've been given bitter lemons a lot throughout my life.Originally posted by EricDraven:This is very bittersweet, rhonda...
Don't worry, fate will deal us all a good hand one day... But, to be fair, I've been given sugar and honey too!
We don't really get to choose what we get, but what we can do is to make the most out of our situation, wait it out patiently, always be true to yourself, never compromise on your values nor harm someone else and well, hope that someday, your day will come. Afterall, every dog has its day and erm... every cat has its scratching post! -
That's a very totful post, Rhonda It makes me think of a lot of things that used to happen in high school...but I guess I have no regrets. Because like you said, everything happens for a reason and I believe one thing leads to another...until I have reached the stage I am in today
Right now, I am pretty contented with life
i.c.y -
if i could turn back time....
I would like to go back to my secondary sch days... be more outspoken and daring.. I would not allow anybody to hurt me twice.. I will forgive but wont continue carrying false hopes.. Maybe i'l change to one who dun think too much.. .just heck care everything, work towards my own goals, be wat i like to be.. -
Gee, we don't have many ambitious people here, do we?
With my limited knowledge of how things work nowadays, I'd choose to go back to the time before Einstein, Newton, Bell, Wright brothers, Gates even existed. Then, I could discover gravity, formulate my own theory of relativity, invent the telephone, build the world's first bicycle with wings (and call it a plane and fly it 100+ metres), market Windows for PC and become a billionaire, etc etc.
On the humanitarian side, maybe I'll choose to go back to before gunpowder, firearms, explosive and nuclear technology were invented. And I'll try my best to stop them from being invented.
Or on a simpler scale, I may just choose to go back to a few decades....and buy up as many residential properties on Emerald Hill as possible, for S$20,000 each, then wait for the government to declare conservation for that area and the very next day, sell them all for S$1 million each.
So many things I wanna do..... -
i don't think i would...
coz even after all the messed up, screwed up crap i've been through, i won't change a thing... coz the sum of my experience makes me what i am now...
going back, i would be tempted to change things.. and heck, i think i would.. and then the time-space continuum would be rent asunder
but seriously, no.. i won't -
I wanna be 16-17 again. Back then I played football at least once daily.
On a good day I'd have 2-3 football sessions... -
No point looking back, look into the future.
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Well if I could turn back time, I would go back to my secondary school days, make sure I master the Chinese language, as well as study hard so I can enter a good college & then university overseas. I'd want to take up a B.A. in Aviation so I could be Singapore's first female pilot
Am pretty contented with what I'm doing now, though... and well, I still have the ability to study & improve my Chinese, so.... no regrets! -
sounds selfish n greedy............i guess most ppl here wan personal fufillment and better memories.Originally posted by gentlerock:Gee, we don't have many ambitious people here, do we?
With my limited knowledge of how things work nowadays, I'd choose to go back to the time before Einstein, Newton, Bell, Wright brothers, Gates even existed. Then, I could discover gravity, formulate my own theory of relativity, invent the telephone, build the world's first bicycle with wings (and call it a plane and fly it 100+ metres), market Windows for PC and become a billionaire, etc etc.
On the humanitarian side, maybe I'll choose to go back to before gunpowder, firearms, explosive and nuclear technology were invented. And I'll try my best to stop them from being invented.
Or on a simpler scale, I may just choose to go back to a few decades....and buy up as many residential properties on Emerald Hill as possible, for S$20,000 each, then wait for the government to declare conservation for that area and the very next day, sell them all for S$1 million each.
So many things I wanna do..... -
Be careful of the butterfly effect
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Oooh yes!!! (ASHTON KUTCHER!!!Originally posted by Qitai:Be careful of the butterfly effect )
That movie drove home the point about the Butterfly Effect really well, I thought. And the acting cast rose up to the challenge of having to play different roles and different extensions of their personalities.
Good movie, that one! -
I would love to go back to my last year in Pre-U.When simple joy was enough to keep you awake at night talking to this female best pal of mine.We grew to love each other yet we did not say it, until the very day before I enlisted into the Army(which was 10 days after my 'A' level Lit paper).She cried.I just held her and stroked her hair.Originally posted by Rhonda:If I could, I'd like to return to my Secondary School days, in particular, to Secondary 3.
I'd make sure that I studied harder in preparation for my 'O' levels. Well, I'd probably still choose ACJC regardless but ah well, I just wish I had conquered my math phobia and learnt to like Mandarin more so I could score better grades in my weak subjects, Math and Chinese.
Most importantly, my Sec 3 days was when I met my puppy love, let's call him Mr B. We got on so well, it was cute. He was my first love, an ACS guy whom I met in my church's Club Sunday and he was the first and only guy who waited four hours for me outside the ol' Stamford National Library cause we had a miscommunication on the time to meet and that was before pagers and mobile phones came into our lives. He was a gentleman, good in English, loved God, etc etc. Best of all, he was my guy.
I still remembered how we went into the library together and I headed straight for the Child Psychology and Counselling section, my interest at that time. I kept peeking over the gap between the books and the shelves to see him!
I'd go back to that important period where my pride and stubbornness got in the way. We had a huge huge misunderstanding just before he left for Canada for further studies after our 'O' levels and we had stopped talking for months but one night, just before he left, he swallowed his pride to ask me if I would miss him. My heart was crying out, 'YES!!! YES, of course!!' but stupid me, what came out of my mouth was a very indignant, 'NOPE!'.
He flew off broken-hearted. I stayed behind broken-hearted too, and cried for days on end. It eventually took me a long, looooooooooong time to get over it, and poor SL can testify to that!
I'm still like that, once I grow attached to someone and become fond of them, I don't let go easily. So, I suffer a lot of torments and heartaches but, on the other hand, I've also built a few really loyal and precious friendships that have stood the test of time and trials.
I'd go back to those days, and swallow my pride and quietly confess, 'Yes, I have missed you all these months, and I will definitely miss you when you are no longer around.'
Words I've always wished I had said then...
That's all in the past, of course. He's now married and might even be a dad by now. But oh well, when God closes a door, He opens a window. In the end, all things happen for a reason.
I still miss her..I wish I could just go back and walk that walk down to the local coffeeshop, just the two of us, sharing some dishes and teochew porridge during lunch break.Her stealing my sneakers and leaving me stranded in the study room in college..How she would sit by the track during PE lessons and i would steal a glance in her direction...And everytime we left for lectures, she would grab my bag and make me chase after her.All the debate notes I made for her opposing team and how we just talked and talked.Having a whole tub of ice cream after school in the cool void decks just chatting about anything we could think of.
I coached her in GP and Lit and she made sure I passed my Chinese.I made her smile and she grabbed my shirt when she hurt her ankle.
Man..That's a girl named Rachel.And I'm blessed to have known her. -
Wow, LazerLordz... that was really sweet. All those precious memories are like little nuggets of gems that you can keep in the treasure box of your heart and from time to time, take them out to admire.
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Yeah I guess so.Originally posted by Rhonda:Wow, LazerLordz... that was really sweet. All those precious memories are like little nuggets of gems that you can keep in the treasure box of your heart and from time to time, take them out to admire. -
i wanna get back inside my mother's womb. life is stressful outside.
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life was tough
would not have wanted to go back in time
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I wan go back primary school. no need study can get good grades. play hide and seek after school. Eat ice cream while playing. food so cheap. teacher nice nice also. Now have to study.... think about future..... get gf......aye.... some many thinks to worry about.....
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Heh..I would like to go back to the Victorian period in England!!!
Then I can get to wear all those nice dresses and corsets and look pretty all the time And back then, the guys dressed well too, in coats and all that- and they were super gentlemanly. Haha...life was so simple back then- all you have to worry abt is getting married and having children. Bliss.
I think I might have been reading too much historical romance.