It really does work out

I have a feeling that eventually, it really does work out. No matter what you wanted, how life is going, how much things are becoming impossible, in the end (whenever that is), it all makes sense.

Over the past few years, I have realized I can cry about anything and everything, but sooner or later I become content, and even better; happy with it.

There was a time when I was overly upset about not getting into the school of my choice, and came to Drexel. And now I am so glad that happened. I will not change that experience for anything. Ask me if I would rather attend a different school, I will say, “Hell!!! No!!!".”

Then there was a time I was upset about not being able to have the best room mate in my freshmen year and literally thought my freshmen year was going ridiculous. Ask me now I will say, “Nothing beats the fun I had in freshmen year.”

And there are so many more things I was upset about. Like that boy who never liked me back, like that job I did not get, like that event I missed. But honestly it all worked out. I am not a major optimist, but somehow I know it all does work out.

(No, I am not saying mess up and then say.. ehhhh.. it will work out)

And yes may be I am being very wise these days passing on my wisdom, but all this is just what I always believed in, and I think may be everyone should.

P.S: Life rocks, no matter what happens :)