THE FOLLOWING IS A TRUE STORY THOUGH. I DON’T KNOW. THAT’S HOW JUST I FEEL…
People sometimes ask me why I study so hard.
The question always stumped me.
Why do I study so hard?
Why do I stay up till the wee hours of the morning to study?
Then, I realised.
I don’t have looks.
I don’t have a good body.
I don’t even have a good personality!
All I had was my brain, and my words.
Knowing this pushes me to study harder so that I won’t be left behind.
Maybe I just want to belong.
I mean, each clique has it’s distinctive trait which unites a group of people.
The good-looking (and typically popular people) group together.
The outgoing ones group together.
The athletically inclined ones group together(and they run in every single marathon that they can.)
I don’t fit in any of those.
I can only hope that by studying hard, I will not only get good grades and a sense of accomplishment and pride but,
that I’ll belong.
And that’s all that I’ve ever wanted.
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