” It is during the darkest moments that we must focus to see the light. “
And I believe nothing is more depressing than the upcoming EOYs, 7 straight torturous exam days.
But that’s not too bad, one week zooms by in the flutter of an eyelid, right? We’re always complaining how time flies by, right?
I’ve never really been the best in anything, in everything I do. But I’ve always been one of the better ones regardless of what I do. Just never the best. Maybe this is just me, good at everything but I can’t top anything. 完美但非出类拔萃。And sometimes it really bothers me because maybe just once, I want to be the best at something. Just once, at anything.
People say, as long as you have the passion you can achieve it. We are driven by passion regardless of what we do, if not why would we be doing it? Life is too short to waste. But why does the road to success comes with a truckload of obstacles that sometimes so nearly or if not completely put out the flame in your passion?
When I was young I watched a TV show, and I still remember what the host of the show said
“Have you ever wondered, why are you, you? What makes you, you?”
That’s a very deep question to ponder over, and none of us will ever know the answer.
Suppose God knew when our parents made us, and on the day of delivery he sends down a baby to them. Suppose we were all made by him, but planted into our mothers’ wombs. Suppose he created each and single one of us with care and detail, and not one of us are the same even if we’re identical twins.
SUPPOSE we were programmed into the world all at once, and every single person is a server on its own. Suppose you are the only person alive in your server, and everyone else are just programmed there for you. Suppose your friend isn’t really a person, just a server God put into your world. Have you ever wondered, what makes you so uniquely yourself?
Touch your hands, why are you, you?
Turn your heads, why are you, you?
The fact that you are yourself, and not anyone else. The fact that you are a single soul with control over a solid body.
I bet that’s psychology at its very deepest. That’s why I’ve always dreamt of being a psychologist. If not a journalist or a writer.
Ten years ago, I was scolded by my teacher for putting a Lego brick into my mouth. Ten years ago, my teacher said I was unhygienic because I licked a spoon in the toy box. 8 years ago, on the first day of Primary 1, I fell off the canteen steps and I swore pretty loudly. 7 years ago, I was caught by the Bookaburra book company assistant who came into my school and did a book fair sale, for stealing. I still regret that to this date. 6 years ago, I took a Doraemon DVD set from the library but never returned. 5 years ago, I wrote a very embarrassing piece of composition and the teacher read it out to the entire class, I remember myself feeling like committing suicide. 4 years ago, I got into a huge fight with my best guy friend. 3 years ago, I never felt like leaving primary school. 2 years ago, I began a new milestone in my life – secondary school. 1 year ago, I never really understood the blessings of lower secondary before it was already too late. Present day 2013, I am still going through a hectic life with occasional exciting perks that will light me up, and a bunch of awesome friends I can always confide myself in.
I always think the need to reminisce is very important, because it gives you a sense of identity, of who you are.
I realize I’m rather two sided with a very wide variety of personalities 
Just felt the need to rant because I honestly think time is going to fast. Like way too fast.
Glad I’m finally waking my blog up from the dead 🙂 I’ll think of more to blog soon.
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