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How many of you stumble upon complaint/rant blogs about something frivolous? I come across these all the time & I know that I complain about the dumbest things sometimes too.
This week I had 5 exams that stressed me out. Somewhere between Monday & Wednesday, I realized that I was complaining to people about my exams when there are thousands of people who have bigger problems. Millions of people suffer from starvation & thousands are killed in an act of genocide. Each day for them is a gift as they might not live to see the next. They can never plan anything past 24 hours.
But for most of us, especially me, we have the next 5 years of our lives planned. If we haven’t planned on where we want to be in 5 years, at least we know we’ll still be around & have plans or goals. We’re all so incredibly lucky, despite any of our situations, you know that you’re luckier than a starving child whose parents were shot in front of them. We have access to the internet, the opportunity to get an education, job, & we take everyday for granted because each passing minute is a fact. Those less fortunate don’t know whether or not the next minute will guarantee them life or death.
On a less extreme scale, a lot of us take our parents for granted. I know that not everyone’s parents are wonderful people & it made me realize how much I take my wonderful parents for granted. They’ve given me everything I’ve ever needed to succeed & when I do something that disappoints them, it hurts me. That’s why I’ve never done drugs or gotten drunk. I know how disappointed they’d be if they ever found out. I strive really hard to be the daughter that they can be proud of because I’m proud to be their daughter. I don’t tell them I love them everyday but I love them more than they know. Whenever I write them a sweet letter, they don’t believe me. It’s hard for me to express how I feel orally without crying so I always write letters…yet they think I’m lying. ^_^
On April 21st, I found out that I got accepted to University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA). I couldn’t believe it & I hurt my foot from jumping around with glee. My parents gave me hugs. They’re so proud of me! I started to cry tears of joy. For the last two years, I’ve felt like a complete failure to my parents. Whenever their colleagues would ask me where I attended college, I felt ashamed to tell them I went to a community college because most people associate them with losers. Now, my parents can proudly say, “my daughter goes to UCLA,” & I can finally be proud of myself. My parents have been so supportive but I’ve been really hard on myself. I can’t thank them enough for giving me shelter, food, clothing, books, a DSLR, a laptop, a 2009 BMW 328i, & most importantly, an education. I’m lucky that we’re pretty wealthy so I don’t have to stress out over balancing a job & paying for tuition. I only hope that when I have kids of my own, the only thing they’ll ever stress about is an exam…& hopefully they won’t get into crazy shenanigans.