People said that regret comes in the end, and now I just realized how much you meant to me. You have all the aspect that could make me smile, and you also have the things that made me wants to leave you and go to another one. Nothing is perfect I guess. I miss you. I wasn’t sure when was the first time we met, although I know that when I open my eyes for the first time you already there waiting for me.
I also know that I can now cope with anything else that comes my way. Someone I deeply admire once told me that you have to live life on a scale of plus ten and minus ten: Extreme pain and sorrow comes with extreme happiness – you can’t have the good times without the bad. I realised that I would never have been able to appreciate the good times if I did not experience the bad times. In my short life I have experienced and faced more than most people do in their whole life combined. All the tears I cried over the years could never undo all the damage that was done, nor change anything that was said.
All of the struggles and culture shock played an emotional roll that will always be remembered by me or anyone who has experienced it. When I moved to these countries I took those emotions with me. It is easy to believe that the move, the new beginning will also take away our existing emotional problems, however this is not the case. The pressure of my move enhanced my emotional problem, I felt overwhelmed with this new situation. In all of these countries I moved to I had to leave all my material objects as well as my friends and some of my family.
I have lived here since the start of my tenth grade year, and have yet to get in trouble, and my friends are the same way. My parents don’t have to worry about where I am every second of the day, and I don’t constantly have to worry about doing something wrong. Back in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania I was the kid who didn’t care what a teacher said, did not do my homework, or even classwork. I managed to keep my grades up just from cheating my way through or just from being somewhat intelligent naturally. This is another thing I wanted to change when I moved, I started to be respectful in class and handle my business when it came to school.
And he always sent me beautiful gifts. This had a positive impact on me also. So finding out that I’d never get to write him or see him again was the most hurtful and depressing thing I’d ever known. Because I was my father’s only child, I believe losing him had a more forceful impact on me than anyone else. Growing up without his guidance and the discipline he had always instilled in me was tough but I was sure
How are you going to express it so it may lessen the pain you felt? Did you lost someone or someone lost you? I remember the times that I was very happy. I realize that I never been as happy as I was then. When I'm at the middle of my happiness, I also think of how I would be when I lose the thing that made me happy.
I was different from the very beginning. I was born nine weeks earlier than they expected, but I survived and now I am a healthy person. I am an only child. Both my parents started to work again when I was three years old, so I was on my own more often than the other children, which was not bad at all. So I had to entertain myself.
My Personal Mission Statement: Live, Laugh & Love The picture above is my personal mission statement. I feel that this is the perfect way to look/live your life because this is the whole meaning to life. We always need to live like theirs no tomorrow because none ever knows what will happen tomorrow so you need to live for the moments we have now. We can’t live worrying about when we are going to die or what’s going to happen next because then we will miss out on all the fun/good stuff happening now. Laugh every chance you get, you don’t want to be upset all the time and there are so many good things in life to smile about.
Although we have drifted apart, I will always look back and be happy for all the unforgettable moments I have shared with them. And it’s really amazing how quickly friendships generate. My new classmates are amazing and it is wondrous to know that everyone of them is uniquely different like mutants of x-men, having special and unique qualities. But we all seem to have different goals and gone through different stories. It’s joyful to see them being who they are and being completely amazing.
At the beginning only cats could hear the noises I was making. But as time went on and I got better it captivated me. I never went to bed until I played all my songs perfectly. I was a child who wasn’t able to sit still doing the one thing for long but with the tin whistle I could’ve sat there for hours on end playing the one song over and over again. The feeling of playing it and listening to the music I was making always calmed me down, it always made me happier and it hasn’t lost its power since.