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“Slice of Life’s Unique Design” “No man is an island” --- an almost clichéd saying everyone knows. I can’t completely say I’m an island, I can’t say I’m not either. It usually depends upon the situations raised by life’s unique design. I was brought up by my parents to be a respectful, justice-wise, humble person. But in every person’s lives lies the process of making one’s own personality. My life during the days when I was still ignorant of the world around me wasn’t the type of life I can be proud of sharing about. Honestly, it was the kind of life I can’t say I really enjoyed. Boring isn’t enough to describe my life back then. I was isolated by my parents from the people surrounding me. I only had limited friends. School was my only source of social life but it wasn’t enough. I longed to be with the people who have the same blood running through their veins as mine. I longed to be with people whom I can really call my friends. But all of it was certainly not offered there for me to grab, and the worst part is I have to accept and adjust with it. It’s life. It’s reality. People never knew what I truly felt except for those who truly understand my personality. I grew up to be contented with whatever is laid before me. I earned myself patience, humility and kindness that no one could ever take from me. Life is an uphill climb, it’s up to you when you decide to take a detour and look back on the people or events worth glancing back for ‘cause they took a big part on whom and how you are now. In my case, my parents are the only people whom I can look back to and my two closest cousins who have been there for me ever since I’ve known them. It’s ironic how I manage to smile at everyone and laugh at everything, making people think I live a happy and joyful life. In one way or another, I do, but a big part of it is just plain black and white with nothing but plainness in it. I’m almost done with my college life now and things are just staring to heat up for me.