Wednesday, July 22, 2009

My Life Story

MY LIFE STORY

Earlier on, I spoke to one of my online friends via MSN. We were sharing about our past, and how much we regretted doing some stuffs (So much for being a perfectionist). And so.. here I am, inspired to post about my life back in secondary school days, up to today when I finally got enlsited, and my future plans.


As quoted by my relatives, I was one of the smartest among my cousins, and I've always fared well for my exams. Looking at my report book, I was quite elated to know the achievements I've achieved throughout my school days. Participating in aerobics, singing competitions, acting, TKD tournaments, emcee for certain occasions in school. It was a fun-filled and fulfilling school days, and I made many friends.

Until secondary school days, things started to change. From a somewhat discipline schoolboy, maturing into a rebellious teenager, always on defiance, disrespecting my mentors, not handing up homework on time, got into arguements, fights etc etc. The list goes on.. and everytime something is about to happen, my teacher will be protective over me, prevent caning from taking place. I was really glad to have them around.

I was from the express stream, and for the first two years, my results were pretty average, and I got into secondary 3, which is a great leap from secondary 2 cause of the pressures. I was working then, and I decided to quit and concentrate on my schoolwork. It was then I became rebellious too. When O level is nearing, I did not even bother to study, and could still hang out till late knowing the following day I have to go for my exams. As a result, I did badly for my O's, and I got into ITE, which was then a surprise to both my teachers, as well as my relatives since I had always fared pretty well.

So.. entering ITE was a tough choice to make. Initially, I didn't want to because I find it worthless. Then again, it is pretty much due to the internal and external pressure, and that having no cert is consider worthless, and so I joined. Within a month, I got into so much disciplinary cases, and eventually got expelled due to fights, arguements, and my indisciplinary acts. That was then I realised how much that had become of me - it was too late to regret.

As soon as I got expelled, I looked for a job. My mom decided not to give me allowance, and I had to survive on my own (until this very moment too). I job-hopped a lot, and eventually got myself a place at the accounting firm, doing office job (thanks to my bro's gf). I worked for almost 5 months and I left, cause I was about to enlist then.

The day comes when I finally got myself enlisted into Police (HTA) on 10 Dec 2007, I was 18 then. I made some good friends, and I was grateful to have them around me. During the BMT period, and up till this very moment, I was quite worried about my future since I've got only an O level cert, which was consider nothing. I took up P/T Diploma in Business Administration at ERC, working over the weekends at SG Flyer (to support myself), taking up driving lesson, and my life has become hectic ever since.

Despite having so much to do, I am grateful to have my friends around. EJ, Greg, Lincoln, Kedrick, many more to go. They stood by me when I needed someone to talk to, they listened, they tolerated my temper. Everything.

So much for being a perfectionist, I landed myself into trouble as well. 2 days ago, I was chatting with one of my friends online, and what he said were pretty true. "You seek advises not because you want advises, but because you just wanted someone to say something you wish to hear." Until that point of time, then I realised I've been doing so all along. It keeps me thinking so much, but I'm really glad he shared.

In comparable to the past, I've grown up to somewhat a mature young-adult. I've make plans about my future, I've learn to cherish my friends. What matter most is not the result, but rather, the growing up process where you learnt from your mistakes, and ensuring that all these will never repeat itself again.

Do you agree?

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