Writing

On the 19th of November, the New South Wales candidates got their certificates, including me. I was sort of happy to get it, but then, when I looked at what I got, I was crushed. I failed. In English and Writing! I mean, English is like, my favorite subject and writing is my favorite part of English. And I failed.

Okay, my writing wasn't THAT bad. I did get credit. But it was just credit! I want more. I mean, it's writing. I love writing. It's like talking to myself. Okay, maybe I don't like and am not so good at writing things according to their themes. Maybe I like to write whatever is on my mind. But so what? There was not theme in that essay. I could have written about anything. I just have to include a few things that are necessary. So, it was actually easy. I wrote about a masquerade ball, where this rich man needed to get home to his sick son, but he lost his car keys and couldn't find it. I got stuck there. I guess that was what made the score equals to (only) credit. *sigh* I got the same score as Ashvin. Curse him -.-''.

My English was REALLY BAD! I got participation. (LOL) Participation? Really? I have to admit, it's kind of really funny now. It was kind of sad to find out about it in the first place, but now, who cares? They're MY marks. What should I be ashamed of? It's not like they are anybody's to matter, right? So, yeah, whatever. The paper was hard anyway. I couldn't have possibly passed. I'm not so smart anyway. So, what do you expect? When life gives you disappointment, just laugh it off. It's way better than stressing and being sad about it.

Haziq told me that Lisa got High Distinction for writing. I admit. I was a little bit jealous. But as I said, they are way smarter than me and they know really complicated words which I've never heard of. And so what? I'm just thirteen. There will be plenty of time for me to practice my writing. Being good at something doesn't mean that you're all that. It's not being good at something that makes you all that. Whatever that is. 'Cause you get to live the moments of not being good at something. I know. Sounds complicated and like it doesn't make sense. But if it can make sense in my head, I'm sure it can in yours. Seriously, think about it. What fun would it be if you are already good at something? You don't have to live the not-good part.

Writer Cyril Conolly quote, "It's better to write for yourself and have no public than to write for the public and have no self". And it's true. What good would it be if you write for someone else and not yourself? Write for your pleasure, not others.