Thrice was not the Charm

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They say that Three times the Charm, for my case it was not and surprisingly I'm okay with that.

This time around it came as no surprise for I stopped expecting things a long time ago. The pain was lessened yes, but it was not removed. I know in my heart of hearts that there always will be that empty spot that for so long yearned the reassurance that I am good enough.


"There are no Failures, only delayed successes" this is what my English teacher told me and when I put it that way maybe he's right. It is all a matter of perspective, Yes it did hurt but the question is will I be able to stand  back up.

J.K Rowling once said "It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all - in which case, you fail by default."


Failure is an essential part of life, everyone will at one point experience a failure so why mop around asking what could have been?, why not face tomorrow and ask yourself what could be?



My senior year did not go as well as I planned it, its a far cry from what I dreamed of, but still right now, I am very happy with where I am. I did cry, and for a while I did become an emotional train wreck of sorts but here is the thing I stood back up and I plastered that smile on my face.



God has better plans, this may seem cliche but it is the truth. We may not now it but he does. In the past 8 months I have been through a lot, three failures in such a short span of time, but did they break me no they did not, they just made me want to do more and prove myself.


Today has been an emotionally tiring journey from being happy to being sad to being a train wreck. I laughed, I cried but the most important thing is I learned.


Being part of the cream section is blessing enough, like what the teachers of Faculty Room # 2 told me, grades wont be the basis of your ability it should not define who you are.



Experiencing three delayed successes wasn't easy, each delayed success was a heart break but then again just like what my teacher told me what I went through did make me a stronger person. Getting up and fighting back wasn't easy but if that is how God wants it, then be it.


Life in general isn't a walk in park rather it is a journey through the bumpy road of ups and downs with these in mind I am looking forward too bigger and better things that God has in store for me. Yes it is painful but I know that I will get over it like the last time and like that Kelly Clarkson song, I too believe that What Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Stronger.


P.S Thank You to the Teachers of Faculty Room # 2 who really made me laugh and cheer up, also thank you to my adviser and my English Teacher.




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