One More Week...

Exactly 7 days from now, I will be officially 25. Well... Some of you may think that I m getting old, real old~ Seriously, I dun really give a damn bout my age. To me, it's a chronological figure. Like how Sherilyn put it just now, "I am still young, but you peeps are younger". Hence, it really is a matter of perspective.

What matters more to me than the numerics is how much I have grown, emotionally and mentally. Truth be told, I have been haunted by 2 old ghosts of mine in the past 1 week. They have reminded me of the mistakes I had commited in the past. To a lesser extent, I am still committing one of them now. As for the other one, it remains to be seen... Hai~

Just how many more years do I need before I can eradicate this part of me that I dread so much??? Until I am able to do that, I will never be completely happy. This I am certain, simply because I know I deserve way better.

Thinking back, some people really treated me like dirt. I used to question myself why they did so but I have passed that phase now. When you don't treat yourself with respect, how do you expect others to hold you in high esteem... No one will ever think highly of a soccer team if it keeps losing. The same rule applies to all walks of life.

If I really deserve better, then I must show myself worthy of it. One week isn't really what you would call a long time but I feel it may well be a turning point. A turning point to show pple what I truly am and capable of doing. Hopefully, all the wisdom and experiences I have garnered at the age of 24 could be the catalyst...