i used to dream of becoming a lawyer.

a high school friend is reminiscing our high school days this morning. funny how he kept on tagging/mentioning me on twitter whenever an old-time thought comes to mind.

then i began to travel down memory lane too. i realized high school was the grandest time of my life.

it was when i felt i was at my best. it was when i got into the twisted thing called love, for the first time. it was when i thought i can be whoever i want to be in the future.

i remembered i was the team captain of the reigning school debate team. arguing was so ecstatic then. and winning is...delicious. so delicious that it satisfied my unbelievable appetite for achievement and competition.

one of the few teachers i highly regard told me then i'll make a good lawyer someday. i believed him. and i believed in myself.

then everything became hazy after. the used to be crystal clear dreams slowly became blurry until they became unachievable altogether.

i realized, no matter how, in many degrees, i find myself amazing, i suck too. i am not persistent enough. i don't push myself hard enough. i am not reckless enough. i only go for the things i find easy. many times, i settle for less than i deserve.

changing track is long overdue. but it's never too late i believe.