When you try your best but you don't succeed
Hmm, I still can't fully digest it.
It feels terrible to know that you're inadequate and you're not doing your best. Especially when you tried so hard to the point of giving up. And yet be told that you've failed. What a lousy feeling.
Which is why I choose to bottle it all up because it's just me who suffers. No externalities, in Econs lingo. But I know one day, I'll reach the point of suffocation and I'll choke on all these cumulated issues that has been bothering me. I have so much within me that hasn't been told. But as usual, it's okay. Fend for yourself or no one will.
Anyway, met up with old friends today and it was good. I guess 4 solid years in secondary school built us up and I'm thankful for the people I met. in all honesty, I know the last year has been full of eroded relations but I'm glad it is still salvageable even though I'm such a terrible friend. Sigh, terrible person I am.
I never do things right. But such is life/c'est la vie. (It's the only useful phrase I learnt to properly pronounce two years back, the rest were metro-station names.)
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