Reminiscence

This is my first short story that published in Teen Magazine. I was really happy at that time.
I was incredibly surprised that my favorite magazine would publish one of my short stories that I sent. It was published when I was in the third semester.
Though I didn't  get the pay for my work. It's because of my foolishness or might be my careless.
In the last sheet of my short story, I didn't put the name of the bank on my profile. I only put the account bank there. So, I couldn't get the honor. However, I think this magazine is not responsible. Why they didn't ask me where should they send my honor?

 I should be happy and proud of my self because of it, but at least the magazine must have appreciated my work nevertheless. This... in the two pieces of colored paper.  I call it reminiscence.
From the most of my reminiscences that I had. It's a sweet reminiscence ever.
I finally succeeded in managing my dream to be a writer.  
Notwithstanding its only in two pages of a short story, I was really happy back then. 


The picture above is the cover...
In Jang Geun Seok and Park Shin Hye edition ^^~

I am Me

“I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.”

-Virginia Satir

Tough Life

Life is Tough... That's what I mean.

This year I'm going to turn to 21 soon.

I know how feel rejected from the work place that I applied.

Rejected with the very polite saying until the rude refusal.

When I got the last one, I bursted into tears.

I'm an ignorant person that don't know how to talk back with people who look down on me.

All I did only said "yes... yes..." and gave a bit fake smile.

Never had I been that it is more difficult than I ever imagined.

I learn a lot from those things.

I feel like shit.

Accompanied by my bicycle that has been my best friend I go through this hardship..

I go to there and here to looking for another job. On and on...

I'm not a kind of spoiled child that asking or demand anything from parents.
I have to make a lot of effort to fulfil what I want.
I must survive with a little wage that I earn every month.
However, my brother... he is exceptional. LOL.
I think I'm filial sister for him. He treats me like a 5-year-kid.
He knows what I need. 

My brother said that I have to sharpen my English speaking skill. Cuz it will useful a lot. Furthermore he has acquaintance that has a link for a job though the requirement is must have good speaking ability.

What to do? I don't even have any speaking partner.

No one ever told me that life would be this hard.

This is a life, life is hard and full of obstacles.

From now on and onwards I have to keep struggling. 

Beyond every barrier that  I went through I believe Allah has prepared a good thing behind it.

 

Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional.

Tim Hansel

 I wouldn't say that I've had a tough life by any stretch of the imagination.

  Duncan Sheik

Difficulties strengthen the mind, as well as labor does the body

Seneca