Earlier, over the conversation with my classmate, I heard that they all will be going for the trip after the assessment day. I was struggling with the hard feelings. I even developed more distrust against my parents. I was supposed to go with them but my parents chose not to hear me out. I wanted to go with them because they are all my favourite classmates. Perhaps close friends. We had been sharing the hardship and joy since the first day of our gang formed unconsciously. It had been a while since I abandoned my old friends and started the new life long time ago. Perhaps the reason I felt close with them is because we shared the same passion. Later, after some reflection, I realized there's something bad about me. It's the pride of the feeling. On the second thought, perhaps it was the blessing that I didn't go with them because if I go, my relationship with my parents may grow worse. Even the same for God. Again, I thought that I could go on the trip when I study oversea after the graduation. I could even earn more than the worth of the trip by staying here.
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