For some reason I'm getting a case of self reflecting, guess it's adequate based on that the semester is nearing it's end and midterms are few steps away.There are some stuff that I have done that I am not proud of and sure if the opportunity occurs to turn back time (highly unlikely) I guess I would take it, but then would that be wise?
The only way for a person to push forward is to learn from their past mistakes and try to work things out for the future.I do concur that experiencing a new field that is not in my expertise does tend to hurt those who can't stand or get annoyed at my faults, atlas all I can do is learn it as soon as possible and bare the fact that I am untrained or raw in the field.If you are wondering what field I'm talking about well that's for you guys to guess (FYI it's not related to my course mind you,still doing accounting).
There also some things besides the given field that I wish i could change, but then again it's just a fool's ranting saying that he's regretting what he has done. So instead of crying over spilled milk I'd rather try and fix it as much as possible if not completely.Plus if you are wondering what the hell the picture is about it's just a metaphor of a warrior reflecting on his past and coming to grip with the thought that he is just a man, and that he does have some faults that he wishes that he could change.
That's all I can say, I hope those who are getting annoyed or upset due to my lack of capabilities to give me time to try and learn,adapt and soak up all the knowledge needed in it..for now all I can say is that I'm sorry and really wish that I could make up to those who are enduring bravely of my lack of skill.For now if possible I would like to learn from the basics before jumping into the thick of it and screw it all up.
"I am awake upon the end of my journey,the war is a hair's breath away;
I gaze upon the field for which the battle shall take place,so near the clutches of death.
And yet shall it all end, neither do I know;
For my thoughts are as clouded as the mist,at most shallow.
The past haunts me, for there are things that I wish I could change;
But atlas it is foolish to think so,for it is neigh impossible to erase.
The bloodstains can be cleansed,but never shall it be forgotten;
my sword is heavy,it has become a burden.
Yet I shall not regret it, for it is who I am;
I will hope for the future,bright as the most precious gem.
For then I can learn from the past, to conceive a better fate;
Only then can I truly change,before it is too late."
Striferius L. Dalamante
