Sunday, June 9, 2013

Disappointment.

Sometimes I wish I could carry all my disappointments with me all the time. So that whenever I feel lazy or get distracted, I could use them to remind me how suck it was to have my dreams crushed and my heart bleed.

Regrets. Often I have them after results are out. The thoughts of 'I knew I could do so much better' or 'if only I stayed away from the alluring technologies for just one day'. But then what's done is done. As much as I am disappointed in myself, I am grateful for what I get in return.

If there is one thing I should be concern of, is not the results, cause that is beyond my control. It's the effort. The harder and smarter I work, insyaAllah the better results I will get. And even if I work the hardest and smartest yet the results aren't showing the best, there really is nothing to be worried about cause all iz well. Allah knows the best of the best! But to be expecting the best results after working out the lamest and dullest is not a good idea.


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