Lucky Me.

Why am I lucky to be me?

This is definitely a post of optimism, not one to air out my shortcomings.

So, why am I lucky as hell to be Hanis? Not just any Hanis, but the Hanis who went through her first few online years by the name fahanizhieliq. Yes, do go and google that name if you want to. Don't if you can't be bothered to.

I'm lucky because I wasn't born into an extreme Muslim family/environment. Which makes me lucky because not only am I allowed to drive, pursue a degree in Actuarial Science, wear jeans and sunnies, not cover my face, go out with my friends without chaperones and basically have just as much rights as a guy.

I'm lucky because I'm not beautiful. That saved me from having an ego. From having such high expectations of "Beautiful people should be together" and constantly be obsessed of my looks. I'm not bombarded by sleazy looks and compliments, saving me from any awkward moments.

I'm lucky that I haven't had a perfect record of education. I have slightly above average smartness with laziness too which has brought down 6 failures in my diploma. Why is this lucky? It taught me the meaning of failure. It made me humble. It taught me that those people who never knew failure, is missing out on a major life lesson.

I'm lucky that I have a passion for writing because when I'm cursing all the mathematics I'm doing, I know I can relax with a short session of writing.

I'm lucky that I have my memory to fall back on. That I know reading subjects will be able to help me out.

I'm lucky to have had bad friends. It only taught me to appreciate good ones even more.

I'm lucky I wasn't pampered by my parents. I'm not a spoiled brat.

And most of all, I'm lucky to be me because I'm able to write all of this using what people will say as my "weaknesses" and make them the reasons why I'm pretty darn lucky to be me.