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| L'original moi. |
If the 5-years-old me, looks at me right now..
I don't think she would be proud of me.
I don't think she would be proud of me.
I'm far too much different from what the little me expecting for... I'm not doing excellent in academy anymore. I'm still here in my hometown, wandering, instead of studying aboard. To my horror, there were people calling me ugly and bullying me. I didn't grow any taller than I wished. I cowardly gave up my passion for music. I failed to protect myself well from bad guys. I haven't achieve any life goals I set for myself since I was little. There's so much more turn out of my expectations. But what can I do, I can't turn back my time and change my past, ain't I? There are people who are prettier than I do, they are doing better than I do. All I can do now is just being myself and try harder to get what I want in life.
I guess... I'm not trying hard enough.
psstt/ just know something new about palm leaves Sunday. It's so bad that I missed the feast earlier today. Let the holy week begins!
1 comment:
Hey!
I sometimes feel the same. In my flat there is a picture of my cousin holding me when I was little and I look at my tiny face and wonder ''did I turn out how you wanted me to?"
I cannot begin to understand how someone could call you ugly, my guess is that they had to be jealous! You are stunning! We all turn out differently to how we planned, we might not achieve everything we wish for or become the person we expected. The important thing is to love ourselves for who we are :)
Have a happy day, watch the cute eggs falling over your page, they make me smile! xo
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