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Every day of our lives we are faced with having to make decisions. Some are minor decisions such as what to eat, which dress to wear, even which trotro we prefer to sit in. Other not so minor decisions, like a choice between two free elective subjects and then really major life changing decisions: those that Bishop Tudor would call destiny decisions. Every decision, however minor eventually contributes to who we ultimately become. But, make no mistake, those major decisions can simply make or unmake you. This is why we need to be careful before taking decisions, especially when we are in a bit of our feelings. 
Without a doubt a shopping spree when we are overly excited could take a drastic toll on our pockets and lead to some broke days. Conversely choosing to settle a relationship dispute on a day that we are feeling a bit annoyed with everyone could lead to using some words which could cause irreparable damage to one’s relationship. We are not always going to be in a good mood, and that's why we need to be careful what we say when we are upset. Conversely when we are over excited we need to hold on with some decisions which in a more sober mood may seem a bit irrational. Life is about finding the right balance, without which we are going to be weighed either too low which could make us sink or too high which could make us fall off.
 
 The opportunity to make a choice is a beautiful gift, but we have to be careful, because whether we like it or not our choices have consequences and we would have to live with the results of those choices.

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