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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Gotten back two of my MST results, and it's quite abit disappointing. Cheering myself up that there are ups and downs in life. If life is perfect, who will learn and grow up from their mistakes to become a better person? Seriously, how can one fully matures if they grew up under the comfort and protections of their loved ones, and never know how hard life could be. Maybe linking this to my test results is abit too far fetched. But i am not relating the two matters.

In life, when you are at a young age, you grew up under the protection of your mother and father. When you fall, you can cry out loud and your parents will be there to comfort you. Meals always appears right in front of you without you knowing that each grain of rice represents the hours of your parents' hard work. When you get older, you complained about school, teachers, friends, and even your parents who worked so hard to feed you. When you grow up, you work. You complain about the work being too boring, about your collegues not treating you well, and your boss for some reasons you find to pick on. Life is too short. But amazingly the amount of things we complained about can last as a few centuries. Life is full of complains, seriously. And i put myself in group of people who complains about almost everything.

I seriously think that i need to be satisfied with whatever i have in life right now. I have friends, family, and studies. What do i lack? Why is there this emptyness in my heart? I cant figure out what it is, i dont understand why. Emotions, sometimes i think that emotions is a silent killer. And it betrays you more often than you can count. And the feeling of emptyness....it's undescribable. I do understand that whatever i am complaining about now is just peanuts compared to the stuff that are coming for me when i am offically an adult supporting myself. But sometimes saying and understanding doesnt solve anything. There's no medication for emptyness except filling in the gap. So waiting should be my only choice isn't it? Waiting for the unknown, hoping that the gap can be one day filled in.

Life is too short. People around you dont stay around you forever. They enter your life with a grand entrance, but sometimes exits with no foot steps left behind. People you see today may be gone tomorrow. And who knows went our time on earth will be up. Either be on the death bed thinking about your regrets in life or trying your best to fullfill things that you can achieve with effort put in. Time to treasure everyone around me, and accept the unaccepted. Time to grow up.