Not many times we get what we want, wait;
OH CRAP! I can’t be starting my post with a negative word “NOT”. Were you ever asked to answer the half full/half empty glass question? When I was asked that questioned back in school, I said half empty *stupid pessimist me*, I wish I could take that back and change it to half full.
Life is so
much more than just being negative, a pessimist.
And you know who/what taught
me to be an optimist?
Psst: This is very strange, you could never
guess so let me weave you the story…
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Once upon a time there was me, much smaller
and a regular collegiate rebel. I am sure most of us were quite the same as a
teenager. Going out with friends, spending money, eating junk living on
junk and no value for time, which was pretty much the story of my life back
then. Then REALITY hit hard, it came
smacking me down after college days were over and my parents were not willing to put my education to waste;
I had to work! I had to earn my way out to fund my expensive lifestyle which my
parents were not willing to support anymore. Oh! I will never survive the
grown-up world! Life is tough; I hate my life.
It was the summer of 2013, first day JOB
HUNTING along with pals. Still, It was fun being with them but still
really sad because we knew eventually we all would have to go separate ways and
pick the job which fits each one of us the best! After the interview I soon
knew I wasn't even good enough for the job, I was disappointed and did not want
to be rejected. All of us got interviewed one by one and we stuck around the cafeteria for each other.
Later we were walking on the streets and grumbling about how stupid the
interview was; how stupid life is, and we wished that the time just stopped when
were teenagers BLA BLA BLA; you know how it must have been. All we were good at
is cursing life back then. After a grabbing a bite and bidding goodbyes for the
day, I later hailed a taxi ride back home. Then something strange happens,
whilst texting my friends in the taxi I saw a poor kid facing her back at me
just a few cars ahead of me, *BEEP* my phone notifies me again and so I get
distracted and start texting over. The taxi moves further and I look up again.
HOLY SHIT! That girl, that poor beggar child was standing at my window looking
at me. Burnt brown hair, dusty clothes, but wait! Her face it is just like mine!
Her eyes, her nose, the intense stare is nothing else but just like me. I dropped my phone; my hand went numb with that shock, the noise in the background muted away. Then she crept closer towards me and said “EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE
ALRIGHT”, I was surprised you see that girl, I was still looking at her ME… she then gave a small hint of a smile
on her face and the traffic then started moving with a consistent pace. She still
stood there until my neck started hurting and she fades away from my sight.”
WAKE UP MICH! Mich, GET UP NOW! YOU ARE GOING TO BE LATE FOR YOU INTERVIEW! It
is 8.30am! Are you dreaming?” yells MOM.
MY EYES WIDE OPEN, I SIT UP *SIGH*, IT WAS
JUST A DREAM!
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Yes! It was me; it was that DREAM
that taught me life is so much more than just being negative, a pessimist! I was ready to take one
step towards positivism, BECAUSE I KNEW EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT!
OH! I ALSO I GOT MY DREAM JOB THAT DAY!
OH! I ALSO I GOT MY DREAM JOB THAT DAY!
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