Just a composition I did for my friend. Topic was Regret. Enjoy !

Never was I filled with regrets till Primary 5. It was the year that I started failing in my studies. Perhaps it was playfulness or literal unwillingness to study. The motivation was not there  to encourage me to study. I started to get engaged in all the condemned acitivities. I joined a syndicate and was always late for school. Absent was always present in my attendance list.  Undone homework was always piling up in my workload. I did not feel the stress a single bit at all. My behaviour was unruly and was always being punished by teachers every single lesson. I did not feel ashamed at all. I felt it was quite cool instead. Flashing back into the past, I am feeling ashamed right now.

During my Primary 5 year, I did not study a single bit and was perhaps considered lucky that I got to Primary 6 without any effort. Since I did not put in any effort for Primary 5, I was thinking perhaps for Primary 6 I could do that too. Initially I was telling myself not to go back to the old ways, but bad habits do not change overnight. It was a tough thing to do and I gave up eventually. I hanged out alot with my friends and started to turn bad once again.  But, it was getting even worse. I started to smoke to ‘destress’ from the pressure I’m having and drink alcohol at the age of 12. Probably it was because the strain in my family relationship thus I behaved like that. My parents were never home before 10 everyday. Though they are both workaholic, but at least they should learn to spend quality time with their children. That was the year I was rebelling against teachers and parents too. I was considered a spoilt brat as I always gotten what I wanted. In Primary 6, I went back to the old me and failed my PSLE eventually. I got a 187 aggregate point for PSLE. 1 more point to express, I thought to myself. That was the first regret I had in my life. Probably God wanted to me to start from scratch once again. Thus, I quitted all my ‘activities’ and went to the straight path. My mom, understanding that I need the love that was absent during the most crucial year, gave me all of them. She started to accompany me during the hard times and bought the necessary things needed for my Secondary 1.

I decided to turn over a new leaf and study hard. Initially I thought I would give up as I did for Primary 5 and 6. However I didn’t. Everything turned out smoothly and I was always top in class for the first semester. During my second semester, I started to get complacent about studies and thought that I would get to Express with my ‘talent in studies.’ Thus, I did not revise though exams were round the corner. At the end of the year, my results were out. I was in deep regret  when I saw the slip. I was not promoted to Secondary 2 Express. I felt as if life was meaningless for me. Everyone was disappointed in me. I felt like dying. Thanks to my counsellor, I carried on with my life and went on to study. Till this point in time, I have only 2 deep regrets which I really shouldn’t have had done.