i like to praise myself. to give a boost of confidence to myself. well, i figure that if no one will praise you for good things you've done...why don you do it yourself,right?? plus, if you don't love yourself, no one would love you...and if you don't start by praising yourself, nobody would praise you.
maybe i got this from childhood. i always tried to do my best academically. but the thing is my parents do not have the habit for rewarding me when i do well, say getting first place in the class, or maybe the whole form....whatever...all they say is "oh good lo". i never get toy cars like the spoilt brats across the street do...not particularly for doing well...(of course if i'd ask i will get it)....so i'd decided to reward myself everytime i get good results. i would ask rm2 from my grandma and cycle myself to the roadside stall to eat "wan tan mee".....to reward myself, telling myself "good job, khai lip!"
i know i've done good things, achieve great goals, and heck i think deserve better.do not think i get what i get because of mere luck, or because i am me. i work HARD for everything goals a achieve.luck only comes to me that way. in other ways, i loose.
if i am happy i wanna share it with you (my friends) so that you would be happy too, not to show off or becoz iwant you t be jealous. if it is so bothering to you that good things do happen to me, fine. i'll enjoy the happiness myself then...
people like to underestimate me. i hate it and like it at the same time. i do not like it when they say i can't do it.(maybe because of my body appearence which looks easy to bully, u know, like "fei mao"...). i like it ALOT when i managed to proove them wrong. the sounds of broken spectacles and "wahhhhhhhhhhhhh............" are just music to my ears...
i remember once there's this girl transfered to my school when i was in std 3...during a conversation, a friend told me, that i would not be able to uphold my 3 years 1st berturut-turut...as she some oh-so great girl from her ex-school that would "definitely"beat me....blah blah blah.....but that friend was wrong....apparently....
why am i so obssessed with being the best?? on one hand it is highest target that could possibly be achieved, serving as the ultimate force to push u forward to get it, and on the other you would only be remembered in that way. this is a cruel fact, but nobody would remember a looser.and there could only be 1 winner in the game.
i remembered when i first entering "pertandingan bercerita dalam bahasa melayu", after the competition, the teacher asked me with surprise...: "are you baba ah??" i said no, proudly.."i'm hokkien"...where did u learn your bm?? ..i told her "my grandma"......my grandma used to fetch me to school by taxi on saturday that time....and when i told her that....she laughed....
i've experienced the period when i need alot of attention. and that means of course, more acknowledgement and more "praising". but it's like ppl around you can "smell" your desperation for attention, and the stronger the "smell" is, the more likely you would be categorized in the "pathetic group".....and of course, according to Charles Darwin, you will be rejected according to natural selection....needless to say you won't get the attention you need. the more you crave for it, the more likely you wont get it....
thus, till this moment i've decided to give all the praise i need to myself, all the attention, care, love i need to myself. of course, it might not be as good as those others give....but what the heck, it's the least i could do to retain my sense of existence in this world....
of course....attention, love and care from others are always welcomed.
due to the cold weather, exam stress, and all day long facing the book here in russia, one may easily go into depression. i have seen cases like that where ppl try to do stupid things, giving up etc. i wouldn't want that to happen to me...so, i feel good when i tell myself that i'm the best and i can do it. it's funny u know....when you stay in the room for whole day....you will feel happy when there's a friend coming over to visit and talk to you....even for juz a short while....
some might dislike me for the way i speak,act, wear, eat.....some may juz hate me for how i look. but hey i think i'm the best, why change for sth less than that juz to pleasure your eyes??
hong kong singer, faye wong, when recieved the title "best female singer" from taiwan famous musical award said only one thing during her speech :"i acknowledge the panel for acknowledging my music. you've got taste!".....she might seemed cocky others, but i think her self-confidence is pretty charming....
i can proudly said i've done my best in everything i do. as a friend, i've done what a friend can to be a friend.i remember important dates, keep some space in my memory for my friends, lend a helping hand when they need them(if they come to me la of course).....everything i could to remain this friendship.....because. friends are important to me.
i might be cocky, but at least i voice out. i want you to hear me. you can dismiss me, but know that everytime u do that, you've missed a change for "ënlightenment"...hehehe...( ok this is a little too much..).
but i won't talk crap lo. if u think i do, maybe u should think again what i've said. maybe you are juz not bright enough to catch it the first time....and do not say that it's crap in front of me.....my instant reflex would be "stupid".....(ok....i sound melebih edi....should stop here)
you may disagree with my above ideas....but to have read all the way to this point, you would know that i don't care anymore.
as satya said, i hope the "right"people sees this too....(then again, why do i care, the "right" people might delete instantly when they see "khailip has updated his blog" in the mailbox. even if some opens it, they won't read till here anyway.)
conclusion: i am proud of myself.
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