My PSP
For a long time, I never looked at the sky and saw how blue they were. I assumed that real life was crap, that the world a boring place, and wondered why it couldn’t be perfect like how movies and tv shows depicted. I looked down on everything; the only thoughts in my head were so lame and stupid - why do we have to do this and ooh, is she watching that!? That is for babies!. Now I regret so much why I didn’t try out things when making mistakes was accepted; but then I never really cared to step out and go experience anything. I did not know a single thing about the world, and I despised it.
Still looking down on everything, I went up from elementary to high school. Because I was such an annoying brat who only talked trash with people, I was alone - and I didn’t really know how to do anything, so I suffered during class and group projects. But one class was different and interesting. I took something that will change my whole life: choir. It wasn’t anything special. We had to choose between choir and art, and I was planning to take the latter next year. It was just that I somehow took choir first.
I wasn’t a solo or anything. I doubt if anyone else in choir actually noticed my existence - the class, held once in two days in the gym, was filled with so much people it was quite overwhelming. We were planning a huge production, and since the beginning of the year, students were busy with many assigned things to do. We sang as choir, but not only that, we also made props and costumes by hand. After schools and during the breaks, everyone involved rom 7th graders to seniors stayed at school painting walls and sewing cloths together. Although I wasn’t really helpful, I gradually realized that I actually enjoyed these tasks and being a part of something. There was something big going on, and I was an active participant.
One afternoon, I was upstairs in the sun-filled gym, a brush dipped with black ink in my hand. Everyone was focused in their work, some were discussing with their leaders; and I remember sitting there, gazing at the windows, realizing for the first time how blue the sky was. For the first time I was happy with the world. I don’t know why, but everything seemed perfect.
The performance was astonishing. Standing there in the stage as one choir member while the audiences clapped I recalled the hard work we put into this one day. So many people sang together creating a beautiful harmony, and everything was decorated with the accessories, dresses and art we created which was all associated with the overall theme of the concert. I never knew that if there was commitment and cooperation people could create something very special and beautiful from scratch. I ended up taking choir again.
Partner's PSP
For a long time, I never looked at the sky and saw how blue they were. I assumed that real life was crap, that the world a boring place, and wondered why it couldn’t be perfect like how movies and tv shows depicted. I looked down on everything; the only thoughts in my head were so lame and stupid - why do we have to do this and ooh, is she watching that!? That is for babies!. Now I regret so much why I didn’t try out things when making mistakes was accepted; but then I never really cared to step out and go experience anything. I did not know a single thing about the world, and I despised it.
Still looking down on everything, I went up from elementary to high school. Because I was such an annoying brat who only talked trash with people, I was alone - and I didn’t really know how to do anything, so I suffered during class and group projects. But one class was different and interesting. I took something that will change my whole life: choir. It wasn’t anything special. We had to choose between choir and art, and I was planning to take the latter next year. It was just that I somehow took choir first.
I wasn’t a solo or anything. I doubt if anyone else in choir actually noticed my existence - the class, held once in two days in the gym, was filled with so much people it was quite overwhelming. We were planning a huge production, and since the beginning of the year, students were busy with many assigned things to do. We sang as choir, but not only that, we also made props and costumes by hand. After schools and during the breaks, everyone involved rom 7th graders to seniors stayed at school painting walls and sewing cloths together. Although I wasn’t really helpful, I gradually realized that I actually enjoyed these tasks and being a part of something. There was something big going on, and I was an active participant.
One afternoon, I was upstairs in the sun-filled gym, a brush dipped with black ink in my hand. Everyone was focused in their work, some were discussing with their leaders; and I remember sitting there, gazing at the windows, realizing for the first time how blue the sky was. For the first time I was happy with the world. I don’t know why, but everything seemed perfect.
The performance was astonishing. Standing there in the stage as one choir member while the audiences clapped I recalled the hard work we put into this one day. So many people sang together creating a beautiful harmony, and everything was decorated with the accessories, dresses and art we created which was all associated with the overall theme of the concert. I never knew that if there was commitment and cooperation people could create something very special and beautiful from scratch. I ended up taking choir again.
Partner's PSP
If there is one word to describe myself, it would be “impulsive”. I believe in my instinct, and I’ll do whatever I think it’s necessary to get my dreams and ambitions come true. My ultimate goal is to be prosperous: work in a high-paying business and be successful in a capitalist economy. A lot of people have the same dream of becoming rich and living magnificently, but how many of them actually do something to reach their desired life? Most of them will just whine or daydream about it, being too lazy and doubting that they’ll ever get anything close. I have heard many people blaming the society. They all say, in unison, that only the selected ones get to have an affluent life; that they are the unchosen ones, the poor sweating away desperately just to add on the wealth of the wealthy. Well, of course - I always think - a person unwilling to put effort towards their dreams does not have the right to achieve them. That is the same reason why I believe in capitalism: people that will do anything to pursue their goals should at least be given a chance.
When I was younger, I wanted to develop my skateboard skills. It was not like I was forced by anyone, I didn’t need to if I didn’t want to, but nevertheless I practiced. I practiced and practiced almost every day because I just wanted to get better at it and knew that rehearsal was the only way I could achieve this. My effort paid off - after a few weeks, I was able to master challenging tricks that I couldn’t really perform before. If there is something I can do to improve my position, I believe there is absolutely no reason not to do it. A goal I have for my future right now is to enter the stock market and establish a successful business, but I don’t just wait for the goddess of luck to smile on me. To prepare for the real-world economics, I actively study and listen to people’s experiences.
Just working hard doesn’t guarantee success, though. A person has to work hard in the right direction in order to attain their goal - and sometimes, the situation changes, so they have to be adaptive if they still want to be on the roll. Stock values are instable. People can never guess what might happen in the future. The earlier years in my life was complicated, and I always faced major changes. On one year, I was enrolled in an international school - but on another years, I was pushed to a Japanese one. I found it especially hard to fit in with the Japanese schools - along with kanjis and other Japanese-specific education styles, I had to get used to new cultures and norms different from the ones in HIS. I eventually got over it, and because of my experience, I became pretty adaptable. When I face problems, I believe in my gut and try out new things. Impulsiveness is my secret path to success.