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A Piece I wonâ��t forget

Ten years ago my teacher asked me to sign a piece of paper. That was one of the memories I have that I can’t and won’t forget. High school was about to end that time. In that small piece I was asked about my ambition. I said anything. They think I was stupid. And they wrote Engineer below my class picture. Honestly, I don’t really know what I wanted to become. I’ll be graduating from a school I don’t like and be entering in a school haven’t heard and dreamed of. A lot of hindrances stopped from being in a place I wanted to be.

I was one of the last examinees during my freshman year. I haven’t heard of that school and was just taking my chances. I was performing “better” at the start but as the time goes by school became boring. I slipped out of class and did my stuff; playing chess, strolling, and figuring out how a calculator works. It was fun and interesting however for most it was a waste of time. They may be right but I was just doing the most out of unwanted situation. Three years passed and I transferred to another school; the school I made as a stepping stone for a good college education. I said, I’m gonna wiped out my bad grades to be admitted in a good school. Luckily it was a success.

But looking back those ten years that passed, life still revolves mostly in an unwanted way. I wasn’t able to get my degree and perhaps school will no longer accept me. What I have right now are the basics I’ve learned from school and life; basic writing, basic programming, and every basic stuff. The world now is becoming smaller. Choices are even getting fewer. But surviving with just the basics would be a challenge and I don’t know how long it’s gonna take. Talking to some of my former classmates is awkward. I feel like a child in the middle of brilliant people afraid to speak for I might be wrong. Afraid that they might judge…

Till now I’m still thinking of that tiny little piece that served as a reference. I don’t know how to get that prefix. I’m suiting myself with free stuff offered online. I hope again, ten years from now would be better. And I hope that what I’m writing right now would end with a three dots. That way I’d feel better…

Author: Lex Bryan
Category: Thoughts
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