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..in my life is COMMITMENT.

 Anything that requires a commitment is very scary. I just, scared of it. Because as far as I concern, it involves my time, my life, myself. As for now, I'm still only interested in doing stuff freely. And when I meant freely, I mean it. Very very mean it. It doesn't matter regarding whos and whats. Might be car loans, land-property loans, human-human loans, or PTPTN. And even 'that' commitment. Plus I'm not too confident if I can handle or deal with it very well.

 I'm still not into buying anything that needs me to focus on it for a long time. What signs are they, I wonder. Maybe I'm still living in lie? Maybe I am not yet fully-developed? Maybe I'm still the opposite of mature? Maybe I'm still......

Too much maybes.

 Commitment.

I get bored very easily and I realized this since a long time ago. My likes on something are usually fade away within a short time. What if, I bought a car, and I chose the 9 years installments and, suddenly on the ½ years mark of repaying back, I don't like that car anymore? Hey! I have to live as how I like, so why should I need to suffer for the next 8½ years? Pretending like I love it so freaking much? Okey, I think this example is too shallow. Hmm, let see, if there any other more proper or more intelligent-sounded examples. 

 .....

The thing is...
I'm just afraid of it. Commitment. 
Maybe there are some accurate reasons, but, I still have a hard time to put it into words.

Maybe...








Or maybe, if there are anyone out there can change this mind set of mine, please do so. Because, even from my past 'get-to-know-some-people' history, I just always tried to not to get stuck into 'that' kind of commitment. Seriously, I ALWAYS did my best. They were all well-planned, my friend. Well-planned.












Maybe.......
I should let loose a little, perhaps before I'm officially turn 25 this November. Shall me?









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