I have failed.
I have failed not just one course but I have failed multiple times.
Save the energy of being mad at me because I'm mad at myself already;
Not because I failed but for the reason that
04 2306H April 2018
So, I decided to write this open letter last year, 2017. I was so devastated, I didn't even have the guts to finish this composition. I just left it as it is. Back then, I still haven't opened up with my failing mark on a certain course. Everything feels so heavy within me. Every day is like a time-bomb ticking until it explodes. And then there came a point that it finally reached zero. I was expecting it anyway. I knew that the letter from the University will eventually be delivered to our house. I wondered what took it so long. But, it arrived at our house. I guess, everything happens for a reason. Everything always happens at the right time. Yes, I could see the disappointment on her face but then what made me cry is when she said that, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have helped you." I was expecting that my grandma would get mad at me. She said she was, but she's more of sad. Heartbroken. I now see what she's trying to say. I should have trusted her ever since. I should have been more honest with her.
Even if that incident was so long ago, somehow, I still cry just at the thought of that. My grandma does love me. No matter how much I would think that she doesn't, she actually does. My grandma's strict but she cares for me. No word would describe how much I'm thankful to be her granddaughter.
I have failed not just one course but I have failed multiple times.
Save the energy of being mad at me because I'm mad at myself already;
Not because I failed but for the reason that
04 2306H April 2018
So, I decided to write this open letter last year, 2017. I was so devastated, I didn't even have the guts to finish this composition. I just left it as it is. Back then, I still haven't opened up with my failing mark on a certain course. Everything feels so heavy within me. Every day is like a time-bomb ticking until it explodes. And then there came a point that it finally reached zero. I was expecting it anyway. I knew that the letter from the University will eventually be delivered to our house. I wondered what took it so long. But, it arrived at our house. I guess, everything happens for a reason. Everything always happens at the right time. Yes, I could see the disappointment on her face but then what made me cry is when she said that, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have helped you." I was expecting that my grandma would get mad at me. She said she was, but she's more of sad. Heartbroken. I now see what she's trying to say. I should have trusted her ever since. I should have been more honest with her.
Even if that incident was so long ago, somehow, I still cry just at the thought of that. My grandma does love me. No matter how much I would think that she doesn't, she actually does. My grandma's strict but she cares for me. No word would describe how much I'm thankful to be her granddaughter.
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