Hello reader yup I'm here again after two days.
I am now completely relaxing sitting on my bed, with my loved teddy bear and iPad in my hand. Last two days marked the end of my A level trial exam. Fiew, I feel like the two weeks of trials were really killing me down to the hell but fortunately I survived. Throughout the whole month of preparation, nope, I have to say that I started preparing for this trial when the day I started the A2 syllabus. My four fabulous lecturers keep throwing the same sentence to us: " Hey kid, A2 is hard. You need to work like insane for it." ( yes it sounds a little exaggerated but it's absolutely correct, I feel the power of their words now )
"Hey Michelle, don't keep stick your butt to the chair, come on, move a bit. Or not you will owning a big ass and an unhealthy body after scoring an excellent result in A level." my grandparents told me this every time when I went back home during weekend. I felt sorry to them as well as my parents because I feel stressed up and nearly screwed up for this trial and I give them a f shittty face every time when I meet them. I knew, I knew I need to turn myself into the normal me when I step into home, because there's the place where happiness blossomed, but I just can't make it. The massive pressure that acting on me is just like a hydroelectric turbine trying to generate the water by the high enormous hydropower. Anyway, I had passed through this critical time. I promised to give my body a couple days of rest after the days and nights of non stop studying. So I'm now giving myself a day of break and get out of the stack of past year books and doing things I like to do.
I want to finish this drama, I want to watch that movie, I want to go to try out this restaurant, I want to go here, I want to do that... A lot and a lot of plans spinning over my brain. I knew it's impossible to get all of them in reality in this two weeks of study break ( I call it as study break because I don't want myself to sink into the relax mood and never float up to the surface and revise for my final ) I utter to myself : " Michelle, just one more month to final and you're done with this, please get it right and let it be a glory phase in your life."
Ahran cho: " You're not helping out our team at all! "
Leslie: " Can I finish my sentence without you jumping in there every time I say something. "
From master chef season 5, conversation between an 18 year-old young lady and an 56 year-old man.
How you feel when you listen this dialog? Will they turn up become foe or ally? Out of the expectation, this two people who always bickering over each other become friend at last. She chosen him as a teammate, he was luckily to have she as a helper in the top 3 elimination test. She turned out respecting he as a senior, as a friend. Who said a cat and dog can't be alliance? Who said penguin can't meet polar bear? Who said cow must be couple with bull?
Yes you're right! I used up my time to catch up with master chef out of all the plans. This couple of people draw my attention throughout the whole culinary process. 19 episodes and Ahran made it until the 9th place and Leslie competed in the war, with quarrels among him and the teammates, until the semifinal. He's a sophisticated and phenomenal cook, I shall said that. Despite that he's sinister smile and all those sarcastic sentences, he made himself shone in the competition. He nailed most of the dishes, from fillet to a New York cheese cake although he claimed that he never baked a sponge cake before that.
On the other hand, Ahran said something that truly inspired me when she left master chef as the top 9 cook. " I'm just 18, I made it to here and I'm happy with it. I am here to tell all the young people outside who aged same as me that don't fail to chase after their dream." She yelled, she cried, she terrified by the raw moving prawn in the water tank, she's the youngest cook in the competition but she strong. I adored her attitude in the competition, the heart of never giving up until the last and the determination in her soul. I am sharing the same age as she, but I can't even handle a nice sunny side up egg but she can come out with all those stunning and scrumptious dishes within one hour time and be the team leader of one round of the competition. I am ashamed of myself at the point of time. A young lady is standing on the world standard kitchen chasing after her dreaming and I am studying my ass off at the library everyday. But I knew those things can't make their way together and compare with each other, just like we can't compare a chicken wing with a chicken breast. Everyone has their very own dream to achieve for. As long as you are breathing in oxygen, you must return something to this world. Nailed something seriously, hammer the nail strongly, make it goes through the layers of wound, build a strong foundation, and dream will build up stand strong in this blue planet. Thrown all those petty things that's unnecessary, fill up brain with pillar of positive power, keep moving, don't give up, success is not far from you.
I hope that my words in this post will insired all the young people outside a little who is on their pathway of life. It the post trigger your thought, you're on the right path! Don't always jealous of other's superb achievement, make them envy of yours too.
I will end my words here today. Good night and have a good rest.
_szeyeeM