By: Nur Kamilia binti Shafiq Aroki
And on that sad, gloomy day, I learned an important lesson that I’ll probably never forget my whole life.
It all started on the 3rd of January 2012 which was two days before school was reopening again. 2012 was an important year for me as I was sitting for a major exam which meant studying more and procrastinating less, and if you knew me personally, you would know that I procrastinate way more than a human organism should. And just like anybody else, the starting of the year is when we self motivate ourselves to do better than we did the year before. Making a list of New Year’s Resolutions and only sticking to it for a month was what we normally did, sometimes even for only a fortnight. This year however, I wanted to change that. I was determined that I would stick to it till 31st December 2012.
However, that night on the 3rd of January my siblings and I were called to come downstairs from our respective rooms by our parents. They wanted to speak to us about something important. I knew it was coming sooner or later, but I wanted it to be the latter. See my parents weren’t on the best terms and were having a row for quite some time. Obviously as a teenager who watches too many movies, I suspected the most cliché reason and that was that my dad was having an affair that my mum found out about. Like myself, my sisters suspected the same thing but I think we were all living in denial just because we didn’t want to accept the fact that our family might break apart.
Lots of people have their fantasy life of them being rich or powerful or inspirational and whatnot but my fantasy life was just to be part of a happy family in a house with white painted fence outside that would have movie nights together and always getting ice cream on Sundays. This may seem unrealistic but I do know people who actually live this life and I can’t help myself but feel envy growing...