After three consecutive rejections in the beginning of the year, my wish of crossing resolutions off my bucket list was as good as shattered. It's been a pretty tough first months of 2014 and, with every unsuccessful attempt in the following opportunities, I found myself standing on the edge of a downward spiral. I tried to console myself believing what they say about failing: 'Everyone has their own portion of failures. Spend yours while you're young'. And somehow it always works in cheering myself up. These failures, if anything, are merely a sign that I'm getting closer to success, and that resilience will be the only thing that separates me from achieving the ultimate goal. Well, at least this is the faith that always gives me the strength to hold on.
I was beginning to adapt with another-not-so-special year when life showed once again its beautiful quirk of fate. As the vision of having a glorious pre-third year break went away, there came July. Barely noticed, seemingly inconsequential, but undoubtedly deserved a highlight in my life.
I was beginning to adapt with another-not-so-special year when life showed once again its beautiful quirk of fate. As the vision of having a glorious pre-third year break went away, there came July. Barely noticed, seemingly inconsequential, but undoubtedly deserved a highlight in my life.
