Hi, My name is Marionne.
My life is about telling stories.
To put words together, even grammatically incorrect ones, and recreate a memory.
I spend most of my free time living in the past.
Remembering people, places and things that made me who I am today.
It creates a sense of inner peace.
It’s not to live a life full of regret, but to remind myself that I was strong enough to get through those painful days.
The happy and sad stories I choose to keep.
It’s what inspires me to be a better person everyday.
My life is about chasing dreams.
To set a goal, and achieve it.
I dream that maybe one day those dreams are easier to dream.
That I won’t have to jump over a fence to go to the other side
Or to magically come up with solutions to solve a problem.
But then I realized, that’s the fun of it. That’s life.
The process, not the ending.
To live under the pressure of family who sets a high standard.
And finally see my true potential.
Because I just know that wherever my heart leads me,
I’m already on my way.
My life is about engineering.
It’s weird to say it. But it is.
We all live under a very-engineered world.
How do you think I can say all these in a video?
But I dream to become a different type of engineer,
Not computer or electrical, but civil.
Most people don’t even know what they do, but I do.
Every type of engineer makes a difference in the world.
But I aspire to become one who creates our communities.
My life is about traveling.
I’m not fully sure of who I am yet.
But I find that that’s a way to know that I still have a purpose to live.
I’m in a long journey of finding that person.
Wherever she is in the world,
Because I know I’ll die happy once I find her.
My life is about typography.
It’s my excuse of creating art because I’m not quite talented when it comes to drawing people.
I want to wake up everyday knowing that my work made someone’s day a little better.
And to help them realize that they mean something.
That there’s still a reason to live today.
My life is about looking at the world in a new perspective.
To write for the sake of coping with the painful memories.
To no longer want to live regretting every single thing that happened.
To no longer want to leave myself into broken pieces.
Because I live “to completely erase the person I no longer want to be.
I want to be someone worth knowing.”
I want to be someone who inspires others.
I want to live a life worth living.
To allow myself be free of the things that worry me,
and appreciate the little things I was blinded to even see.
To allow others to see me as more than just “that” shy girl who rarely talked in class.
Because I exist for the matter of the world willingly accepting me as I am.
Here’s for the thoughts I never had the heart to say.