Here's a story. I'm currently at college. Finally I got myself a free time to do things I wanted to do. :)
Last 15th June. It was teacher's day. Even though it's a little late, well I don't see there's much fun into it. Because you don't do much stuff.
But what amazes me up until today is that the people whom are older than us suddenly have the act of a teenager. Probably a kid. Seeing them doing them filling glass bottle with water with hand, walking with a brick, you know those sukaneka stuff is kind of amusing.
Then I thought to myself, if I were one of them, in which I am already much mature and grew up older already, will I have the feeling to go back 20, 30, 40 years in time when I was younger? Seing myself wearing a pilot suit with a rank on sleeve, or maybe wearing an army uniform, then saying "if I could go back...", will I have that kind of regret?
The world is full of worry and blind things, which is invisible to us. We don't know until we put our step to it.
Today. When people see failure, they see it downwards. No better. No good. This is my opinion. I don't believe in geniuses. They are living textbooks, knew nothing, but content of textbooks. The ones who made miracles are the people who simply believe they could do it.
It's saturday. Starting from tomorrow marks the total of 19 weeks before SPM examination. Everyone is so scared of it, because it's their last year. But who wouldn't be if their future is at stake? Left, right, front, back or whichever path you triying to run, it will come to you.
Today, really. There's nothing you could do other than shooting. Tomorrow is a big day maybe.
I play sports with those big people whom I don't know. rugby. haha.
Asyraf Amir. 2011.
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