Happy 2026

My college results came out about two weeks ago.

And I missed my goal by just 0.2.
And for a moment, that was all I could see, the gap.
I gave my blood, sweat, and tears to this semester, and still not reaching my goal was hard to deal with.

Then my dad shook me with some realisation.

This is the highest SGPA I’ve scored across all my semesters.
A personal best.

I forgot to celebrate my progress because I didn’t reach my personal goal. That goal almost hiding the fact that I did better than I ever have before.

And that says a lot about my standards and me.

This winter break has also been the busiest break of my college life so far.

Meetings, digital marketing, managing social media, studying unit economics, learning BBA terms when I’m literally pursuing a BSc. No fixed working hours, just working until you crash.

My dad calls this startup life.

Next semester is going to be just as hectic. I’m managing academics while being an entrepreneur, being the deputy of outreach at my department club, and working with a PR team for a sports event organizer, all with overlapping timelines and responsibilities coming up

I keep noticing people romanticising the idea of 'New Year, New Me', as if growth conveniently begins on January 1st and arrives fully formed. That mindset feels lazy to me, and I gladly left it behind in 2025.

I can’t be a 'new me' once a year.
I’m a slightly newer version of myself every day.

Every semester I give my best.
Every time I fall short, I rethink.
Every time I care enough to be disappointed, it means I’m still trying.

Did I hit my personal goal? No.
Did I move forward? Just a bit.

And I’ll take that as consistent growth.

This score isn’t a finish line. It’s proof that something is working and that I can push harder next time.

For now, I’m allowing myself to do two things at once:
Be proud of how far I’ve come, and make sure I never go to sleep knowing I did nothing or learned nothing today.