13 July 2015,
Haven’t been doing this for a long time as I was busy. Right now I can’t sleep and my phone is charging so why not do a post now.
Short one maybe?
This week I am supposed to show gratitude to my past which I don’t think I should.
I had a happy childhood. Very active, good friends. I had girl friends to do the normal girly stuffs (passing notes in class, gossiping, shopping etc) and I had boy friends to play soccer with. My primary school life was pretty good, beside one or two stupid bullies that I can’t be bothered with their insignificant presence. One of them came to SP through PFP I realise. None of my business as long as our path don’t cross.
Anyway, I am grateful for my happy primary school days.
I am more grateful more secondary school. Because what doesn’t kills you makes you stronger.
I didn’t die, thankfully. I survived with scars that cannot be erased.
But I’m thankful for them because everytime I look at it, I gain a lot of strength to move on with my difficult life.
It’s like I’ve went through so much last time, I can go through all these too. I can’t be more painful anyway.
I am thankful for it.
I am also thankful that nobody gave me opportunities to grow in the past.
Because this fuel my ambition to do big things in poly.
I want to get everything that I couldn’t back then.
And this makes me more successful than the past. And some people too.
I’m grateful. If I were to have everything back then, I would not have wanted anything now.
Good to be me now.
I feel successful. I may not have the highest GPA, but everything I have in Poly, I got it through my own hands. It may have been a tough path since year 1 but I got almost everything that I wanted. I was in a disadvantageous situation in the past, but not now. Not anymore.
And I credit them to the emptiness of my past.
