[09 March 2005] Failure... |
I have set high standards for myself, maybe because my parents expect so much from me and other people think highly of me (for reasons I really don't know... seriously). I think I have been overworking myself... handling academics and Chorale at the same time, then I even ran for a position in our college's student council. And guess what? I won. At least I think I did (there's no formal announcement yet). People actually ask me what I really intend to be in the future: a doctor? a singer? a politician? I ask myself the 4 W's and 1 H: What am I trying to prove? Where will this lead me to? Why am I doing this? Who am I kidding? How am I going to get by these things? I have had my first taste of failure in college in summer of 2004. I did not think it would happen again. I did not think I could get anything lower than that. Unfortunately, I was wrong. I now have had my second taste. I laughed at it, but deep inside, I was devastated. Crushed. Distressed. Moreover, I was angry and disappointed with myself. I could have done a good job. But I didn't. Failure sucks. |
so says tricia @ 5:23 AM | 0 comments |