10 minutes break. Oh wait. it's 15 already. Shit.

Luck.

Simple word eh? But fuyooo...brought about so many question marks.

Luck.

It used to be so easy, when people ask me, how did you do so well in exams?
I find myself inadvertently answer, "Well, I was lucky."
Because I felt like I did not do extra nor do something so very exceptional. I wasn't a true-blue 10-hours-a-day studying type. The truth was, nothing makes me happier than to laze on the couch with the TV or with a good book. Which, to many felt like a complete and utter untruth.

When in actual fact, I do, completely and utterly tend to laze my butt off.

So I got straight A's.
Luck?

And I got my first choice for University applications.
Luck?

I thought so.
Until I felt as if my luck ran out, not too long ago.


Which got me thinking, was it really luck or was I being naive,
Or am I just trying to make myself feel better.

Already swirling thoughts was made even more tornado-like when there was this article on this topic on the Sunday Star. About how, it's not about luck, it's about seizing every opportunity there is and being open to looking for these opportunities.


Hmmm. Makes sense, no?

I don't know.

I do know that it has a little to do with belief.
So what if it wasn't really luck, or whether ye' ol' Lady Luck is alive and well.

If I believe that things will turn out good and that the Universe is looking after moi,

It will.

At this moment at least, I do feel that yes, our fate is in our hands, but.

There's nothing wrong with having a little faith.

And emptiness now and then.

....

Adoi.....

I have faith that all will be good...and my thesis will be awesome!

AwEsOmE

Awesome?

a.w.e.s.o.m.e.

The universe will take care of me one...hor?