Life is all About perspective and hard work
You grow and learn that you have been wrong!
This is part of my diary, a couple of years back. My comments are below.
yesterday, tomorrow, the past, the present, and the future, all are copy cats
of the one preceding. For me, life is like a broken record that keeps on
playing the same stinking track over and over again.
I wake up everyday saying, “I’m living a de ja vu , Yet the this time I feel more miserable. Well, today is yesterday’s copy and so on. Sadness and misery are only two simple words to describe the damn truth. Well, truth bites so face it and there’s nothing you can do to change that. It’s simply a fact that has been proven right.
I’m really lost within my imagination, that sometimes I find it really hard to differentiate between what is real and what is the fruit of my imagination. As a young kid, I used to spend most of the time in my room, imagining my end. The truth is that I used to imagine all different scenarios in my head of all the .
I was young and bitter. So face it, you can never change me for I am what I am. Well, the truth is that you can never see a smile on my face. I am always frowning at school. Misery is my business.
Well, I hate life for being so freaking’ harsh. I mean come on , I never had a childhood and I believe that I am entitled to a future. They say life is a water wheel and sooner or later all your problems are supposed to vanish. Yet, sometimes I feel that I’ve been waiting for eternity and nothing changes.
I look at my past and imagine the future. I find it really out of my reach. Yet, I try so hard that sometimes I feel my heart bleeding tears begging me to take a 10 minute break to save my soul. If you are going know one important thing about me it is that I put my heart and soul in everything I so. And yet I look at both my older sisters and see hope, maybe an opportunity to live life and enjoy it for once. For once I have been able to see daylight brake through the steep moist night.
“Someday,” I say, “your luck will change and you for once can live the future and the present at the same time. And when that happens, you shall say: huh, I made it has been a long way to the other side, and yet you have made it! Now you could take a break , but this time this break is going to last for the rest of your life! !”
Now I am old enough to understand that I am what I mold myself into. I realized that I was blessed with a very supportive family. My older sisters are always watching out for me, guiding me, and molding me into the great person I want myself to be. I remember not very far back this month, when I realized some stuff or dreams can’t be achieved due to some financial problems, I cried. My sister who was out of the country, called to help me feel better. I remember her saying she will put her heart into her work to help me overcome these obstacles. My mom built in me trust and faith. She poured all her love and faith in me, telling me that I can do whatever I want if I put my heart and soul in everything. The secret is to try your best and do whatever you are doing from the heart.Now, two years older, I feel like I have drunk from the fountain of wisdom. I am a hard worker, and an achiever. I am filled with confidence, and I owe all this to my family. No doubt, that I have been such an ungrateful person in my childhood, but I am thankful to mom and my family and sisters as well. They all poured all their wisdom in me, hoping that I will achieve my goals like them. My family has taught me that things seem impossible but with hard work and the right support, you will mark your way through life’s endless tunnel. Live, read, dig deep and put your heart and soul in everything.Mom! thank you for everything, your are my angel, and my guider. You taught me to keep on pushing and trying. WOrk, aim and fire! Don't give up! I wish i could ever thank you for all your help and guidance. You have built in me all the trust. I am thankful, but not humble enough. I have been disrespectful, but i know you do it all for us. Love you in such a way, but sometimes, i forget all your sacrifices. Please forgive me I remember writing the above to my diary like two years ago but now I have to say, sorry everybody, I have been such an ungrateful person. You have made me what I am today. May god always bless you and keep you safe.
Older sisters, and young mj, thank you for your ultimate caring and looking out for me. I am so proud to be called your sister. You make it really easy especially when life strikes hard. I am grateful and i hope to make you proud. You gave and never expected anything in return, i wish i'd learn from what you have given . May God bless you and keep you safe until eternity. Love you, Arigato.
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