I am often regarded as the dreamer - the idealist that never loses hope. Though seemed impossible I try my best to make my dreams possible in real life, but oftentimes no matter what I do, things aren't just coming on my way, even if it's almost within my grasps. Even with my negative attitude, I cannot deny such frustrations, we all go through such, those darkest hours which I even cursed to never believe again. But as time goes by I come to realize that there must be something far greater than what I ever wished for. Maybe, not this time, or maybe just a lil bit different but similarly.
It's because of those destructions that crashed and tried to harbor my dreams that now I've become a more clever dreamer, knowing that every obstacles are just a stepping stone to success. It may be hard to do, but I am quite sure with my faith and internal motivation that I can. So I will never give up.