Agreehd.
Agreehd.
It’s actually kind of scary.
I’ve never really been called to be this mature before.
That, in all honesty and in all misfortune, I haven’t really done a lot for myself.
I’ve always preached about analyzing your upbringing and then breaking free from the expectations of the people around you—at least, when they unreasonably cage you. I’ve always told people to follow what their hearts (or their heads, if they’re cognitive like that) over letting circumstance overcome them.
But when today, I get asked to join something new, exciting, and exclusive, it’s pretty sad that the first thing I think of is how my parents will react or how I will make them allow me if I decide to take up a rare offer… So much for being independent and emancipated.
This realization is actually a bit disorienting but at the same time inspiring. On one hand, I cannot just take for my principal foundation to be shaken and to be rattled like that. But on the other hand, I am suddenly aware that I am in an environment that calls for me to be excellent.
I can’t slack off.
I can’t be complacent.
I can’t be mediocre.
Just because I can be otherwise. So tonight, I’m getting back on the caffeine, finishing what I have to do, going beyond what is required even if it eats up sleep, and taking breaks in between to think about the possibly life-changing decision I have to make… and of course, catering to a VIP. haha.
This’ll be one awesome night.
hell yeah :))
reblogged from eya who reblogged this from someone who reblogged it elswehere. haha.
“I’ve got the gift of one liners… and my wit won’t allow it”
This is the only reason I look forward to Sundays.