Today, I just submit assignment for one of my subject. It’s a CAD (Computer Aided Drawing) subject. I have to admit I’m quite good at it, but I faced a very serious problem, I don’t know what caused it, maybe it’s a computer bug, the drawing keep undo by itself, things suppose to be rounded-edge keep changing to an sharpened-edge during re-open the file. I fix it again and again since days ago, still the same problem…I’m frustrated… My lecturer allowed me to submit the drawing without what it supposed to look like… he say he will still giving me the mark I deserved. And then only I realized that everyone is facing the same problem! But I insist, I want to do the best, it should be what it supposes to be! At last, the bugs still exist, but I got my way to overcome it! I might be the only person with the correct work (hope it is really correct la)… I realized: When there’s a problem, we might not able to solve it… problem can’t change, we change ourselves, try different ways, solutions is always waiting for us…
She still seems don’t want to talk much with me… Months ago, our relationship is not like the old time, I tell myself everything will be alright… A week ago, we are having very good time and happy together… I though everything is getting better… The coming holiday, I can bring her to the place she wants to go; showing off to people how sweet we are…No, things I never expected is just happened… I asked why, she told me it’s not my fault, but I know, it’s my fault, I did many terrible things to her… It’s too late for me to regret… It’s no longer the same anymore she said… Things keep changing; of course it will not be the same all the time… History pass, future is in our hand, I’ll make sure it goes fine…
That day, I asked for a last one… a very last chance… She gave me thousands of opportunity, I never make used of them… This time, she said no…Now I realized, this is the chance! She just pressed the reset button… a button that giving me opportunity to do what I never did all these long… It’s not easy to fix things that go wrong… she made an easier way for me… Start everything from zero… Like a messed up essay, it took times to erase or fixed when it was out of topic or write wrong… What she did is give me a new paper, what I need to do is just do it in a more proper way, putting back the good stuff, not repeat the same mistake… No need an eraser which make more dust, even left any messed up mark on paper… Or, no annoying cross lines on the mistake, or messy liquid-paper stains… What I need is a sharpened pencil, writing finer words; more attentive… longer lead, thousands of words to be written; be more patience… A lovely essay will appear in the end; that’s life!
She still seems don’t want to talk much with me… Months ago, our relationship is not like the old time, I tell myself everything will be alright… A week ago, we are having very good time and happy together… I though everything is getting better… The coming holiday, I can bring her to the place she wants to go; showing off to people how sweet we are…No, things I never expected is just happened… I asked why, she told me it’s not my fault, but I know, it’s my fault, I did many terrible things to her… It’s too late for me to regret… It’s no longer the same anymore she said… Things keep changing; of course it will not be the same all the time… History pass, future is in our hand, I’ll make sure it goes fine…
That day, I asked for a last one… a very last chance… She gave me thousands of opportunity, I never make used of them… This time, she said no…Now I realized, this is the chance! She just pressed the reset button… a button that giving me opportunity to do what I never did all these long… It’s not easy to fix things that go wrong… she made an easier way for me… Start everything from zero… Like a messed up essay, it took times to erase or fixed when it was out of topic or write wrong… What she did is give me a new paper, what I need to do is just do it in a more proper way, putting back the good stuff, not repeat the same mistake… No need an eraser which make more dust, even left any messed up mark on paper… Or, no annoying cross lines on the mistake, or messy liquid-paper stains… What I need is a sharpened pencil, writing finer words; more attentive… longer lead, thousands of words to be written; be more patience… A lovely essay will appear in the end; that’s life!
