| | The chronicles of SW, yes, me. These are what happened to me all these years, and what a big failure I'm today.
I knew I was extraordinary when I was in kindergarten, where I looked down on some people, being arrogant and happy. I woke up everyday feeling that life was good because I was extraordinary, I made my mom proud.
And then, I still believed that I was extraordinary in primary, just that I did not put in much efforts. So, I was still happy and occasionally looked down on some people. I still made my mom proud occasionally.
Yet suddenly, the thought of being extraordinary called in question when I was in secondary. I hate to acknowledge the fact that I might not be extraordinary, trying hard to think that I could still be extraordinary, but did not try hard enough to prove it. I barely remembered if I made my mom proud at all.
And now, honestly, I'm no more than ordinary. Period.
I tried my best to hide every negative thought or feeling in front of my mom, and I even lied to her about the existence of this blog. So, I swear that I will hate you if you let her know about this. Seriously.
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| | Posted 6/6/2009 8:38 PM - 1 View - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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