The rhythm of every sky tear has created a beautiful melody for me, just enough to close my eyes and listen. Being in a good physical state, I've been telling myself what my mind is not following. I've been murmuring, "Hey. Make yourself hale and hearty at heart, too." But no, it is not a convincing sentence. It is not powerful enough to be practical. Because... Because I have just lost a love.
I am trying not to make any further statement sound weak regarding the above issue, considering the fact that I refuse to be a victim in any mental phenomenon. It ended bad, but I know everything is going to be just fine. But... Despite every single view of my smile and well-being, I admit, deep down inside, there is just so much to bear the pain that I have gone through, but I need to come into the sight as a strong person no matter what. And you know what? It sucks.
Losing love is not a big deal, I know; but losing myself is. I was not me when I was in love; good enough to have this much will for someone; blinded enough to deceive dreams as realities. But that's just that. This truth should convince me to focus on other goals, I suppose. Yes, by other goals, I got a lot. Those ambitions of mine are practical enough to scare me off now and then. So, let alone the love matter, it is sometimes driving me crazy to look ahead and face the real deals.
Lately, I got admitted to be an intern at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and International Cooperation. Being completely aware that it is a bridge for me to reach success in my dream job, I'm smelling challenges. So much in this system-illed country that one article cannot contain, again I refuse to list down Cambodia's bad atmosphere. Well, not that bad, please do not let imagine it with disappointment. And of course, I am going to do my very best in shaping and better myself in the mentioned opportunity place and other workplaces, just in case that I can make it big 'till the day that my existence could complete the nation's hole.
Okay, enough of optimism. Now it comes down to health. I find it hard not to take medicines everyday because my right hand always gets itself prepared to be in irrational pain; yes, by the term irrationality, I have not discovered the cause of my right hand pain yet. Two years have passed already. Though after my last visit to Thailand has given me strength to hang in there with damn goddess medicines that could take away pains, I would be insane if I don't think about the side effects. As what doctor said, it can affect my eyesights, and I can feel the little repercussion by now. I'm scared, but who knows? ... No one. Oh dear, please let me become positive again. Alright, I believe that the next visit of mine could heal all this pain, and I can get my eyes checked up too. YES, I'll be alright!
Let's finish this article with another happy-yet-sad fact. I am going to be a senior very soon and we all have fancy dreams plans to make them realistic. I guess just little more than 365 days more, we are all going to stand together, not with uniforms anymore but rather with caps and gowns. Little do I know, that day will come eventually. With futures in our hands, we must face goodbye. I hate to tell you how I feel, but that day must be so hard for me to accept. Because every second that I have shared with them are so priceless; memories are written in our hearts not in textbooks. Though another chapter awaits, please.. please give me more time to finish this chapter with smile no matter how much tear we have dropped.
Lately, I got admitted to be an intern at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and International Cooperation. Being completely aware that it is a bridge for me to reach success in my dream job, I'm smelling challenges. So much in this system-illed country that one article cannot contain, again I refuse to list down Cambodia's bad atmosphere. Well, not that bad, please do not let imagine it with disappointment. And of course, I am going to do my very best in shaping and better myself in the mentioned opportunity place and other workplaces, just in case that I can make it big 'till the day that my existence could complete the nation's hole.
Okay, enough of optimism. Now it comes down to health. I find it hard not to take medicines everyday because my right hand always gets itself prepared to be in irrational pain; yes, by the term irrationality, I have not discovered the cause of my right hand pain yet. Two years have passed already. Though after my last visit to Thailand has given me strength to hang in there with damn goddess medicines that could take away pains, I would be insane if I don't think about the side effects. As what doctor said, it can affect my eyesights, and I can feel the little repercussion by now. I'm scared, but who knows? ... No one. Oh dear, please let me become positive again. Alright, I believe that the next visit of mine could heal all this pain, and I can get my eyes checked up too. YES, I'll be alright!
Let's finish this article with another happy-yet-sad fact. I am going to be a senior very soon and we all have fancy dreams plans to make them realistic. I guess just little more than 365 days more, we are all going to stand together, not with uniforms anymore but rather with caps and gowns. Little do I know, that day will come eventually. With futures in our hands, we must face goodbye. I hate to tell you how I feel, but that day must be so hard for me to accept. Because every second that I have shared with them are so priceless; memories are written in our hearts not in textbooks. Though another chapter awaits, please.. please give me more time to finish this chapter with smile no matter how much tear we have dropped.
