It's been a sad day.
The only thing keeping me sane is music.
Turning 19 next week.
In store for me is a meeting with my choir teacher and careperson, discussing how I am to stop going for choir until my sem exams are over because frankly, my results suck. Then, on the next day, I am to see my course manager for "encouragement", pertaining to my dire term test results.
Damn it.
Bad things always seem to be magnified on my birthday. I mean, I open my eyes in the morning and sniff the air. It always smells special on special days. And then, people start shouting, nagging, saying mean things. Next, come the tears. Sometimes I wish my birthday wouldn't seem so special to me because then I'd be less affected by the bad things that happen on that day.
It seems to me that I'm always more sensitive on my birthday somehow. The week got worse just as I thought it was changing for the better. I guess it took a U-turn along the way. This isn't karma, this is pure cruelty.
However, I do believe that this cruelty will one day benefit me, like it always has. Sometimes I wonder why my life has been so damn harsh, but then I think about each step and what I've learnt, and yes, I've learnt a lot and come a long way. This is just another step to success.
This is just another step to success.
This is just another step to success.
The only thing keeping me sane is music.
Turning 19 next week.
In store for me is a meeting with my choir teacher and careperson, discussing how I am to stop going for choir until my sem exams are over because frankly, my results suck. Then, on the next day, I am to see my course manager for "encouragement", pertaining to my dire term test results.
Damn it.
Bad things always seem to be magnified on my birthday. I mean, I open my eyes in the morning and sniff the air. It always smells special on special days. And then, people start shouting, nagging, saying mean things. Next, come the tears. Sometimes I wish my birthday wouldn't seem so special to me because then I'd be less affected by the bad things that happen on that day.
It seems to me that I'm always more sensitive on my birthday somehow. The week got worse just as I thought it was changing for the better. I guess it took a U-turn along the way. This isn't karma, this is pure cruelty.
However, I do believe that this cruelty will one day benefit me, like it always has. Sometimes I wonder why my life has been so damn harsh, but then I think about each step and what I've learnt, and yes, I've learnt a lot and come a long way. This is just another step to success.
This is just another step to success.
This is just another step to success.
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