My Life 20 Years From Now

Everyone have their own future plan for their own good. To see myself from
20 years from now would be a great gift, but it is indeed impossible. We got no time
machine to make it happen, so we just can plan, predict and pray. I have many
dreams for myself.
20 years from now.20 years from now, I would love to see myself as a
success man in career. Being on the top of the particular carrier such as CEO,
maybe a boss or a corporate worker; thats what I want myself
to be. This time my occupation is in stable, and my personal economy flows out
smoothly. I am a richman right now, able to buy anything of my desires easily. That
would be a perfect thing to see myown future self.
Also, I want to see myself to be a great father of my children. I am able to
teach and trainthem well. Make sure they would never forget their customs, and
enrich them with many moralvalues. This can be a challenge, to teach my children in
these wild social problems. But, I will do whatit takes to make sure my bloods are
worth to be known as human.
Furthermore, in the future I really hope I can get myself a car different from the locals
here. Its my favourite dream car, called BMW Z8 or maybe something better. There
must be new models to come out at the future. This is the only chance for me, I am
going to be old, so still with the localcars would be a shame to me, since it shows me
that I made no improvements.
Last but not least, I want to build myself a nice home for myself and my beloved
family. Thishome will hold many of our great and sweet memories together. I will
decorate it with superb floralandscape for my future wife and a nice playground for
my children to play with.
There are more things I want to achieve in the next 20 years, these are nothing but
someexamples of many other. Hopefully I can do it well to achieve these dreams, so
my desire will befulfilled while I am still alive.

Write story ending with: "...That is the reward for my patience and
hardwork."
No guts no glory. No pain no gain. Those are my life mottos. I feel that
nothing can be achieved by simply sitting and doing absolutely nothing to make
dreams come true. Life can be so hard especially when you are not born with
silver spoon in your mouth. It is also the time when true friends are hard to come
by just because you do not much money to treat them at Kentucky Fried Chicken
or Burger King. That is something that I have experienced ever since my family
moves to this metropolitan city and I study in the new school.
In my new school I study hard to complete with all my fellow classmates
who come from all walks of life but most are from rich background. They have all
that I have ever wanted in my life but fail to get. They can buy branded shoes
and clothes, unlike my worn out Bata. They afford the latest headphones brands
with the latest technology but me? There is nothing I could do to be on par with
them. So, I just let them show off their fancy gadgets without feeling remorse
with the fact that I am only an ordinary student coming from a family clerk. I just
feel sad that they act as if I do not have feelings. I do not feel the least
discourage since I know that I can also be like them one day if I work hard
enough to score in my SPM exam.
Day after day, night after night, I do not to do anything else but concentrate
on my studies. Spm examination is just around the corner and I have no other
wish apart from wanting to pass Spm with Flying colours. My parents are my
inspirations. They always remind me to work hard and hange our fate, make
them proud as well as prove to everybody that a son of a plain clerk can also
succeed in life and deserve some respect. At times, I feel so stressed out that I
almost give up and cry. Nevertheless, thinking of my parent's hope and wishes, I
would never surrender and that is my final decision. I engage myself in group
discussion, have consultations with my Physics and Chemistry teachers, the two
subjects that I am weak at as well as burn as much midnight oil as possible to
attain my ultimate goal-10A+ in the exam. Sometimes, I feel overworked myself
but I know I have to muster every single once of my strength to pull through this
ordeal and pray that it will end soon.
The most awaited moment has arrived. With prayers and good luck wishes
from my father and mother, I step into my examination hall with full awareness
that I have to do really well in the exam to realize all my parent's dreams and
mine. The torturous moments last for three weeks and as far as I am concerned
time really flies but I trust myself that I have given my very best for each paper.
March 2015 comes I heard on the television that the SPM 2014 result will be
out today. With anticipation and nervousness I walk to school with my good
friend Samah. I cannot imagine getting less than 8A+ because according to my
counsellor, only getting 8A+ will I be able to secure any scholarship, something
which is very important to me due to my parent's incapability to pay for my

tertiary education. The moment Ms. Asiah, my form teacher hands me the result
slip, my heart skips a beat. i am cold from feet to toe from the suspense. Then
the moment arrives! It is the most unforgettable time of my life. I manage to get
10A+ and my prayer has been answered. Thank God for giving me opportunity to
succeed and make my parents proud. That is the reward for my patience and
headwork.

My Most Embarrassing Situation

Everyone has been embarrassed at one time or another. It is that
moment in time when you wish the earth would open up and swallow you. The
anxiety and discomfort felt during that time which may only last a few seconds
feels like time has stood still.
I remember so well when I had my most embarrassing moment. I was in
Form 4 and it was during the school recess. The minute the bell rang for recess, I
rushed to the toilet because I had been controlling my urges since class started. I
didnt want to miss class because the lesson taught that morning was to include
tips for the forthcoming examination.
Without realising, I had rushed to the girls toilet. The prolonged control
and an upset stomach made worse by two glasses of cold milk in the morning
made me grunt and groan in what I thought in what I thought was the privacy of
the cubicle. I thought I heard giggling outside and wondered why the giggles
sounded unusually near. A few minutes later I came out the cubicle and
discovered my horror that I had entered the girls toilet. To make matters worse,
the few girls standing outside didnt even turn away when I came out. Instead
they looked down at me, then only they turned quickly away. Horror of horrors, I
had forgotten to zip up! No beetroot could have matched the colour of my face at
this point in time!
They news of my predicament spread like wild fire throughout school. I
was truly the talk of the town. I felt like I could either walk around feeling
perpetually self-conscious and embarrassed or I could turn the situation round,
perhaps even to my advantage. I remembered my mothers words that if you
cant beat them, join them. So I decided to make fun of myself, to laugh at
myself too. It works. Everyone got bored after a while and nobody teased me
after that.
It was indeed an eye-opening experience for me. I have learnt that when
people laugh at you, you should laugh along. You must not take yourself
seriously. Learn to look at yourself through other peoples eyes and you will
realise that most of the time when they laugh at you, they just want to have
some fun. They mean no harm. If you can make people laugh, its like bringing
sunshine into their lives and as someone said, those who bring sunshine to the
lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.