A drop in the ocean.

Hi there my fellow tumblr followers! I have new, good, exciting news ! For months I’ve been looking for work experience in the area of medical imaging.

Well, after months of calling and the amount of strings I had to pull, I went for an interview AND GOT THE JOB! OMFG, S O H A P P Y !

I am full of content, I feel so ready and the more I spend in this area the more I know for sure I want to be working as a medical radiographer.

I am jubilant.

My recent SAC marks are finally reflecting how hard I’ve been working. I got an A+ and a B+ in chemistry and a B in biology.

So happy, cannot even.

Goodbye everyone, may your night be full of happiness and joy !

Happy Tumblr-ing !

We have good days and we have bad days. It’s just sad that there are more bad days then there are good.

I haven’t told anyone this. I don’t even know why I’m saying it out loud on the Internet.

Where else but to express one self but online..

The reason behind why I’m failing year 12 is because of my family. The part that they don’t understand about me hurts me, it’s adds pressure to be, it kills me. Emotionally I can’t handle it anyone, they all want to know I can see that but when I tell them the truth it will hurt them beyond reparable.

I’m physically and mentally tired but I put on a smile to let the world see that I’m okay. It’s society’s fault, you’ve put me in this situation that I can’t get out of. People think it’s easy, but it’s really not.

Many year 12’s are trying to balance their social life with school, extra curricular activities with school. I’m balancing my school life and the part that my family does not know about me.

It’s not as easy as it seems. Have you ever kept something from you entire family? It’s more then a secret, it’s something that’s apart of me.

So here I am, expressing my emotions as I cannot deal with it anymore. Hiding my tears and stress with a smile and bubbly personality but in fact, I’m dying inside.

When girls complain about being single.. I dunno, I think it’s rubbed off on me.

I never used to rely anyone for happiness. I never really relied on anyone but myself. When I see couples, I just see two people madly in love for each. But not, when I see a couple, I see something that I don’t think I could ever have.

• me: ur sitting in my seat
• kid: i don't see ur name on it
• me: it will be written in your blood if you don't get the fuck up

Am I ever going to find love? I see everyone around me having someone who loves them dearly, I just wish that one day I can have someone. Someone who loves me for who I am.

I think that’s what scares me the most. None of my goals and dreams were initially to find someone that loves me and eventually get married. It’s all just work and to make my parents happy.

I think I want to find love, I just don’t think love wants to find me.

I’m trying. I feel better and exhilarated. I think I might be able to make my dreams come true. I hope this feeling lasts long.

I need to make up for last terms disgraceful results.