Like any other earthling, I too share my own stumbles and failures in life. But I have accepted the truth that no matter how I strive to attain that much-coveted pinnacle of success, I will always fall short. Don't blame me, blame the imperfect me. The good thing about my failure, though, is the lesson I learn at the end. This lesson eventually turns out to be my stepping stone to elevate and move forward with life.
My mistakes remind me how imperfect I am, and that I should never quit until I correct them. Besides, my failures don't mean it's over. It may mean that I haven't succeeded yet. Indeed, failure comes only when I stop trying.
Life is simply bizarre. It's full of as