In the perfect world, I would teach only
the ‘good’ students
In the perfect world, I would get married
to Prince Charming
In the perfect world, I would eat as much
as I’d like without getting fat
In the perfect world, I would travel around
the world with first class service and wear the prettiest dresses like Sarah
Jessica Parker in Sex and the City
In the perfect world, I would live be an
adored Queen in a magical palace
The perfect world does exist…in movies
In reality, I have students with all kinds
of behavior (which aren’t always pleasant)
In reality, I’m still looking for a decent person
whom I can spend the rest of my life with (with no guarantee of a ‘happily ever
after’)
In reality, I love to eat, and exercise
isn’t exactly my favorite thing to do
In reality, yes, I do occassionally travel
(nothing posh…but I do try to make the best of it); as for pretty dresses, I do
enjoy watching fashionable people, but my personal style is clean and classic
with a touch of ‘today’ accessories
In reality, I’m nothing near a Queen…but
I’m spoiled enough by having a household assistant who does my laundry, clean my
space and serve delish food :9
In reality, life is like a book. On every
turning of a page, each question asked in the past will naturally be unfolded
along the journey. I realize that every experience gives a better understanding
to who I am and why I’m here. Sometimes I’m too focused in the thing I ‘want’
that the bigger picture is outlooked …which is, in fact, the thing I ‘need’ (to
grow). Thus, regrets are useless. Just like in a book; on each ending of a
chapter, there’s always a new beginning. And I’ve walked long enough to learn
that there’s no such thing as a ‘happy’ or ‘sad’ ending. My stories (and yours),
both happy and sad, will be written unpausingly, until we finally exhale our
last breath.
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