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Welcome to sycatsy's blog! I hope all of you are having the time of your lives and accomplishing little great achievements along the way. The first year of school just ended and I have learnt numerous lessons through several painful and pleasant moments, which are meaningful to me. Definitely, without those moments and the people who are present in those moments, I would never be who I am right now. 

 Friendship was a highlight during my first year of school. I met countless of new people and became much closer to a few of them, forming new friendships I never imagined of. Along the way, I learnt that just how amazing I made new friends within a short span of time, there are bound to be those who stay and those who left earlier than I thought. While those who chose to stay felt the gratitude I had for them, I slowly discover their hidden personalities that were never shown to others. Just like peeling the skin of a banana, one must be ready to face an outcome of a rotten banana. When being faced with unexpected situations or characters from people that mean a lot to me, friendships are tested. At the end of the day, true friendship is when you are able to embrace and accept the different qualities each of you have. Most importantly, I appreciate the friends that I have now and never stop thanking their existence in my life.

 The idea of being in a relationship or just simply falling in love with someone was one of my main thoughts aside from friendship. In the past, I have a few failed relationships that never went well and despite all that had happened in the past, I have always wished them the best and that they do find the right one. There were times where I was searching for the true meaning of life and considered that maybe being in a relationship would fill up the emptiness I felt in me. I was lost and unsure of what I was feeling. Along the way, I realised that what I wanted was not actually being in a relationship. I have instances in life where I find it hard to love myself as a whole and accepting the flaws I have. I needed the assurance that I am being loved and is good enough, worthy enough of a friend, a human being to others. Slowly, I learnt that although, being in a relationship is wonderful, having to know that I love myself is also wonderful and it brings happiness. Having to know that I am being surrounded by quirky yet inspiring friends and family whom I adore endlessly is more than enough.

I decided to end my post with a quote to ponder on, losing a best friend is worse than a breakup. I personally do agree with those few words.

 Reminder: Never assume that you are not good enough of a person because you deserve happiness and love just as much as how others deserve it too.







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