"Thanks to those who hated me, you made me stronger. Thanks to those who loved me, you made my heart go fonder. Thanks to those who cared, you made me feel important. Thanks to those who entered into my life, you made who I am today. Thanks to those who left, you showed me that nothing lasts forever."
I found this quote somewhere and reckoned I might do something generous to people who paid even just a bit of attention to me throughout this year. Yeah, you name them all — haters, friends, classmates, schoolmates, old relatives, stalkers, online friends, crushes, etc. They deserve this post, and so, I am dedicating this to them. So early this morning, past 1:30 A.M., as I sip in my hot chocolate, I’ll jot down sincerely everything I need to thank of (even though it’s not really Thanksgiving) and feelings I barely let out with everyone else.
This year, I made a braver version of myself as I sailed into life with my daily companions and friends. It was like yesterday when I just had my 13th birthday and I realized to myself I needed a huge makeover — and no, not in the face, but in attitude and other aspects— and make it as an excuse as my New Year’s Resolution. I felt sure thirteen is my lucky number. There was just that feeling inside me telling me that there is a wide world to explore, and so many great things to see and do. I just couldn’t help but agree.
I know it wasn’t going to be easy. Last January ‘10, I was involved into dancing activities that is needed for a school project. For my grade’s sake, I took the opportunity and we rehearsed for our dance number. We ended up performing in one of our school year-end programs, which is our Family Day. I still remember. Yeah, every piece of memory from those golden days was still treasured in my heart, soul, and mind. Of course, when I took that opportunity I wasn’t really into dancing (in fact, I was a huge loser for having such a stiff body when I dance).
But I have to do it. I told myself that it’s called ‘self-improvement’, and that it’ll boost my confidence and I’ll get to the point of meeting new friends on the way (I wasn’t really what you call a social butterfly before, and even until now). I was a lot prouder when I saw huge improvements, like how I can cope up easily with the dance steps, etc. Yet, I wasn’t that confident with myself already. I have to go through ups and downs. But my friends were there — they supported me all throughout the way. After the video was shown into public, we were a bit exposed and that may seem to be a pretty good catch for all of us. Even old friends of mine from different schools complimented of how I could dance "better than them", as they call it. They reminisced what a bad dancer I was before. Why, I can’t even shake my body!
And with that I was enlightened, and thought about what a big space I have to make some room for improvements. Along the way, I could still enhance the hidden talent that I have. It was all because of the people who’d inspired me so well, those people who supported me despite the huge dropping stones of hatred.
When I stepped into a new year of High School —which is my Sophomore year — I was very much nervous the first day around. Later on, I learned to make friends with them and even started cracking up jokes. A lot has said that I am nothing really much with their first impression on me — which is that silent-introvert kind of thing. I guess they were right. I may let them see a braver side of me, the one who can be b*tchy and bossy at times, but deep inside, some may realize I am really, really nice. They just don’t get to know me better, but I am. I really am. These people deserve some thanks for bringing out the best in me! In them, I learned to be myself, although insecurities pass my way, I held on to being just myself. Others may hate me, but at least they hate me for what I really am.
My haters brought me a lot of stronger bonds that reached my veins and made me even stronger. I was stereotyped plenty of times but I learned to accept them. To me, when somebody leaves you lying down somewhere, it’s time you face them yourself and tell them who they’re messing up with. I’m sure they can or can’t give you answers with that. But if ever they can, try to think about it. Who knows, your haters may be the only people who can straighten out your flaws!
And to people who left my life earlier, I thank you for still being part of it. You may walk out with regrets or not, you still became a part of me — and always free to come back. I see now how much people can influence you.
In a few more days, which is another year of my life, I’m turning fourteen. Wow, I’ll miss being thirteen. This number had made me go for what I want and discover concealed passions that I’d like to pursue further in the long run. Now that I’m turning on to another chapter of my life — which is the fourteenth part so far — I’d like my experience level to soar up higher, and higher, and higher. I want to relish everything this present time like I did in the past.
To everyone, I may not mention you, but to think about it, we’ve got plenty of connections — either from a friend or a relative, we’re still connected to one another. Another huge thank you for you!