01/01/2014 And a New Year begins...

Looking back at all my old blog posts, I felt very regretful for not blogging as often as I should. Whenever I read back all the old posts, I start to remember all the experiences I had, whether happy or disappointing. I knew these are all the small little things that make me who I am today. This year, maybe I will start posting nicer photos whenever I go out. I will start posting happier moments instead of ranting about my regrets about my life. I've read somewhere that when you start posting all your bitterness on your blog... 10 years from now... You'll look back and only realized how miserable your life was. Ahh... Definitely NOOO.

2013 is full of ups an downs. As cheesy as it may sound... It's true. However, 2013 feels more like a downhill ride by the bicycle where I fall with all the scars and bruises. I'm very hurt by 2013. I cannot remember a time I felt truly happy. Maybe my 21st Birthday. Even then, I was troubled by a lot of things. My results were terrible. I was struggling with my own faith. No matter how hard I tried, life wasn't going smooth. There were a lot of disappointments. People I thought would stood by me didn't had time to. I had so many problems that I didn't know who to tell. Honestly, till the end, it doesn't really matter. People all have their own lives and why would someone even bother about others. Life is this short. Probably, it's me. I'm just disappointed by what's happening around me. 

The start of 2014. It was a bad one. I cried. Not because my crush didn't like me back. I'm #foreversingle. Something happened and it shook me a lot. This was not something new, but I just manage to compartmentalize this piece of bad news into somewhere, so it wouldn't affect my exams and all. Now that it has come back to haunt me, I had nowhere to hide anymore.  My emotions never felt more raw than before. I felt betrayed, lost, angry, and disappointed. There's no way to justify any actions being done and the hurt being inflicted upon me. I really tried my best to hide, to throw it at the back of my mind... but the feelings kept coming back. I cannot look at the same person in the same way again. She is important to me but forgiveness is hard. As my leader has mentioned, it is not my fault. I cannot help but feel really shaken and disappointed by what has happened. Has I lose faith in love? No. Now that I know of the pitfalls of a marriage and how easy temptations can just slip in and caught us off guard. In the bible, 1 Peter 5:8,  Keep your mind clear, and be alert. Your opponent the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion as he looks for someone to devour. 

After this incident, I've decided to pray earnestly to seek the Lord for answers. Despite me being a really unfaithful Christian, God never fails to bring me back each time. He is indeed faithful, the same today, yesterday and forever! I really Thank Him for showing me and am still praying for healing and asking for forgiveness for what has happened. 

No matter how life may be, I want to believe my 2014 will be wonderful. 

02/12/2013 DECEMBER WOES

My exam is ending on the 6th of December but I can't seemed to study well. I wonder if anyone has the same problem as me. Sometimes, I'm unsure if I'm secretly giving up on myself or am I just being myself? It somehow feels as though I've no motivation to study. I really don't see the point of myself studying. I know at the end of this, I get a degree. That's it. It doesn't really make any sense. All around me, my friends are really working hard. They strive for the A, and get really disappointed when they don't do well. I really understand because if you put in effort for something... you will feel upset since your expectations and hard work are not being reciprocated. But for me, I just do whatever I can... And how the results turn out to be, I accept it. Most of the time, I feel nothing. When I get B+, B, C+ ... I will be like... Ok. Move on. I wonder if there's anything wrong with me? Actually, ever since semester 1 of year 1, I have been contemplating to quit school and apply AOL. I have no idea what I am doing and I feel like I am wasting my time. For the past few semesters, I have been studying like a dead soul. Sometimes, I enjoy. Sometimes, I don't. I wished I could relate this to someone, but I look around and I can't really find someone I can talk to. Time is cruel. It's already the second last semester. I know it's crazy, but there are times, I had this crazy urge to go to the counseling unit and tell them about this problem. But, I just can't pick up the courage. I've got this lonely feeling in university because I felt I was different from everyone, but perhaps not? 

Anyway, I've kept this inside myself for pretty long. Maybe it's due to the insecurity of how lousy my GPA is. (IMO & FACT) I am in denial. I try to hide this pain. I try not to let anyone ask my GPA. I divert topic quickly. I feel like such a lousy and unworthy person because of my GPA. Every time people ask about, talk about, mention about grades, I feel like a knife cutting down my throat. I wished I possess the invisible cloak Harry Potter had and disappear from the world. I hate to say this... yes... my result is so lousy that it could land me nowhere and no opportunities. When people ask, ain't you going for exchange? I smiled and replied that I prefer staying in Singapore due to my social work commitment I had to during the 3 months. I LIED. Who doesn't want to go and experience a whole new world? I really hate to hide this fact. Whenever I had to answer queries or answers like this, my heart is literally bleeding. Is it better to tell people, "No lah... my results so lousy. That's why I cannot go exchange?" It's pointless and it only makes conversations awkward. I've had my fair share of struggle. I remembered months ago, this whole "GPA" thing was too much for me to take it. Whenever someone mentions about results, I felt like crying. I held back. I change topic really fast. Quite obvious. When exchange is mentioned, I would congratulate anyone but really feel like dying. (No offence to dear friends going exchange.) I "confessed" to my supervisor when she graded me a B- or B for my placement. (Not final result, but it just reminded me how shitty I am as a person.) I broke down, crying like a baby in front of a semi-stranger and used half box of tissues on the last day of my internship. (Yes, very long since I broke down in front of someone. I did so because my supervisor reminded me of someone really dear to me.) I remembered all that flashed across my mind was how terrible I am. I could not fare well in anything. I realized there was nothing I could do well to prove myself. I still remembered during year 1, I was so excited about everything. I kept all the exchange brochures in a file. I pinned up pictures and motivating quotes. However, I was so wronged. Disappointments after disappointments came like a tsunami. It was then I discovered how shallow I was. I didn't know how to go about doing anything. I don't even know how to pay my school fees. I didn't know how to go for exchanges? It was at one point that I felt... I'm really like a tiny shell in this whole ocean. My friends kept telling me about opportunities and I just didn't know what to do. I nodded but I didn't know what was going on. I tried to study but there was too much information. I lacked discipline. I did well in subjects I put in least effort. I did poorly for those I invested efforts in. I didn't know what to do. I'm so at a loss. Sometimes, I wished all this could come to an end. Year 3 and still struggling with all these shitty stuff...

And perhaps, I'm not as valuable as compared to others. I do love Social Work and everything about it. It might be the best decision I make in university. It makes me depress when people don't get it, & I can't help but struggle within myself to make out of all these. Am I doing the right thing? 

P.S: Sorry for such a depressing post.