I guess one of the many reasons I'm even considering doing this again is cause I remember how blogging helped me unscrambled my thoughts back then and made me feel a tad better once I reread my own words. The next is cause a few certain people believe that blogging would help me hone my writing skills (what writing skills?) into something concrete or world-applicable like journalism or what not. I know they mean well but I don't even have that confidence within myself and my writing is mediocre at best. And the other reason is cause I'm mainly procrastinating from writing a letter to my aunt and starting on my readings for the new semester. (I guess tea spilt on my Shakespeare book had a silver lining to it after all)
It's good to start with where I am now. Being in Canada is tough. It's hard on me physically and mentally. But do I regret coming here?
The answer would be no. I chose to come here and I'll accept and live with the choices I made. There are certain decisions I wish I had the ability to change but I know its these mistakes that forced me to grow as a person. And for someone who has plenty left to learn, its a pretty darn good stepping stone. At times its hard, being so far away from home and my comfort zone and it's still not easy somedays. The little things, however, go a long way.
I'll always be grateful to my parents for their sacrifices so that I could study abroad. I know it was not easy, financially and also emotionally for them but they placed my needs before theirs and for that, I'll forever be indebted to them.
I know this is short but there is still so much to be done, as always.
And I'm still at crossroads contemplating whether or not I want to do this but don't keep your hopes up just yet, if there is still any of you left reading. Things unravel in mysterious ways after all.
Till then, bloom as you're destined to.
