The Invisible Key

Maybe I was creating my own imaginary giant along my path. Maybe I put a giant statue I got from Easter island to cross the road I chose to take. Maybe I chopped the tree in the jungle just to block my way to get out of it. Who knows right? Maybe I was finding my own excuse not to do well, maybe I was too busy doing unnecessary things until I forgot what the whole point of going to the university is. There are a lot of maybes. A lot of excuses we can create in life. But excuses we made are only to be followed by 'what if'.

'What if I took the semester seriously?'

'What if I concentrate in class, took notes, ask a gazillion questions to the lecturers?'

'What if I explore the extraordinary ideas I have in mind than to keep it shut and rot?'

'What if I go find books and play with other people's ideas and turn it to my own?'

and

'What if I work hard?'

All of the questions might get answers. But the answers are all regrets. How do we take regrets is a different thing.

I want to quote Sue Sylvester from Glee, she said something like this; there's no different in hearing people cheering in the stadium or get teased in the crowd. They're just making noises. How you take it is important.

My point is, whatever the situation is, either you failed yourself, or you pushed the limits and get the stars, it is up to you to go on and on. Some people who get things right will never stay right. Sometimes to went left and down the hierarchy, back to being poor again. Some people failed so many times but yet at the end they rise up to the top being crowned the King.

We heard stories, maybe from our parents, and teachers, or probably in some flyers, of the internet; stories about successful people and how it motivates us to succeed. Somehow the stories of genius people who actually develop and atomic bomb inspire us to be a scientist? Or perhaps stories of a very brave man saving a little kid trapped in a fire inspire us to be fireman? Or maybe having a mother with cancer inspire us to be a doctor? But does it reflect who we truly are? Are we being somebody because of somebody else? Are the external factor involved in making who we are?

My second point is that, if we want to be something, we need to choose to be that something. We can't just want to be something, but never choose it. It's like, oh yeah, I want to read Harry Potter, but I choose not to(but of course I read Harry Potter. This is just an example!).

I didn't mean to judge or criticize anybody. This is purely and innocent thoughts. I respect those who have made their choices, and never regret their choices. But to those who felt down of the choices they make, this is not the end of the road. There is no giant statue, or fallen trees, or a giant on your way, they're just something you make up. That is to me, something I make up by myself in my head. It is normal for people to bend down on their knees, succumb to failure. But getting back to the feet, even a little is called improvement. I heard a lot about improvement. They said the biggest room their is, is the room for improvement. Take it or leave it. But it's always there, getting ready to be open by you. Yes you. I might as well open mine.

That's it people.

The key is in your hand. Invisible from your very sight. But twist your mind to see it. :D