Some things I just won't forget.
April holidays 2010.
2010 felt like a new beginning. It was the year of the Soccer World Cup in Durban, and I had no idea what was coming at me.
I guess we're on talking terms again. (we've had so many fights its actually scary. and the fights we have all end up crashed and we don't speak to each other for weeks:/ but I'm hoping the one we just had will be the last. I hate fighting with people; especially him.) And so I guess recently my mood's been better:)
For the past few days we've been vibing hectic and I don't know whether to think it's bad or not? I asked him what his opinion of this was and he just said he doesn't know. But then again, he doesn't ever know anything:/ That night we were on the phone for hours just talking - made my day even though I ended up crying:/ AWKWARD. ah well.
I found one of my English workbooks from when I was in grade 9 (September 7, 2010) and I just thought I would upload this one poem that I wrote; simply because I think it stood out among my other works.
English is my second language with Chinese-Mandarin being the first so without allowing this to sound boastful, I believe this was a good piece because it was the first of my work that got selected to be entered into a National Competition. Although I did not win a place with it, I was just proud of myself for having it being selected.
I believe in fate. I believe that whatever happens happens for a reason. Fate.
I know I may be dreaming and all, but I really do believe it.
I believe that the C I got for my English essay is fate. It happened for a reason. Obviously Fate was playing games on me, indirectly pushing me to make myself work harder. And so I did.
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