A series of unfortunate events. No, I'm not referring to the book written by Lemony Snicket. Instead, I'm referring to the creator of this new novel, which is none other than myself. I'm beginning to feel perplexed again due to the many circumstances that have been constantly changing. Coincidentally, all good things tend to clump together and happen all at once or in a day, while unfortunately, ditto for the bad things as well. It is due to these situations that my mood has been fluctuating rapidly as if like sound waves shown on a frequency chart. Was starting to figure God's plans for me. Sometimes, you think you comprehend God's intentions but most of the time you are just simply wrong. God truly works in marvelous ways and human intelligence can never decipher God's mysteries. Analysing 'God's arrangements' so far, I seemed to have gathered a common truth- my conceitedness. Maybe I may not appear proud to people but deep down inside, there's always this swell of over-confidence which can be explained as pride as well. Perhaps I've been accustomed to being situated at a higher end of the social ladder, so much so that I've unconsciously begun to despise certain things. For instance, I've been studying in proclaimed good schools (well, not exactly good to the extent of prestigious, but definitely above average?), schools whereby people queue and literally 'fight' to secure a placing. Maybe you may think that I'm blowing my top by saying so but both my primary and secondary schools have appeared in the newspapers before and there's evidence to prove my claim, so how over the top can I be? haha. Pride has always been and still is my pitfall. Having suffered the repercussions of my conceitedness a couple of times, it would be logical to gather that I should have learnt my lesson by now. However, I'm ashamed to say that my bad habits have yet to die off. A leopard never changes its spots. At this juncture, I can't help but agree with this proverb. Nevertheless, I really do not wish to concede defeat to my Achilles Heel, as I've always hung on to the belief that nothing is impossible to accomplish as long as you put your heart to it. Perhaps, I shall have to begin reforming to a less-conceited self and erradicate the root of my downfall.
By the way, I seem to have an affinity with the number '13'. It seems as if that number is persistently pestering me, as currently, my register number is 13, my O' level L1R5 is 13, the desk that I sat at during maths tutorial was 13, today happens to be Friday the 13th and uncannily, my ranking points for the recent mid years is a pathetic 13! So many coincidences with the number 13 really seems awful as 13 is not considered a nice set of digits in terms of L1R5 or ranking points! Oh, good riddance 13!