it has been quite awhile hasn’t it? well..i guess its just one of those seasonal thing where u would lose interest on it soon enough. truth to be told, i honestly don’t know why i even did it in the first place. some say its the in thing, its the place to pour your feelings, some say people need to be heard, everyone got something to say, so on and so forth. i don’t have the need to be heard, honestly. i have my opinion, yes, but even that, was not my intention in doing it. i don’t need to be heard, in fact, it can be quite uncomfortable when people starts to quote what ive wrote. im not using it as an outlet to let my feelings out either. very careful bout that. sure, u can tell roughly whats going on, but im really careful not to go too deep. its not something i want to do, to pour it all out publicly and make myself looks vulnerable. merely just my views on stuffs, that’s all.
but then again, i never did it with hundreds of readers in mind. in fact, i consider it like a diary, purposely left out on a busy hallway. most would just walk and ignore it, some might pick it up and sees to whom it belongs to, and few would happen to know and lets curiosity gets the best of them and reads inside it. honest, thats how i see this whole thing as. i totally didnt expect that many would read this. now that i know, seems like im putting myself out in the open. how uncomfortable.
anyway, here i am doing it again. heh..thank God for anonymity, i can speak my mind freely, unlike some who would be scrutinized at everything they say, or do. its a shame. cos i think theres nothing wrong in speaking ur mind. i always have my opinion on things, and i believed it. but i dont need people to share my view. i dont have the need to be right. feel free to disagree. i just dont like confrontation. call me a wuss, but i dont think theres any point in prolonging something without a clear ending in sight. its best to let it be sometimes. believe what u want, i believe what i want. its normal to have a difference of opinion. as long as it doesnt have a bad consequence, lets just leave it at that. many times i find myself agreeing with others just for the sake of ending the disputes. inside, most of the time it doesnt change anything i feel towards the matter. i still hold my own opinion to be right. well, if the other needs to be right that much, just let them have it. its just not worth it.
most of the time though, im proud to say that withdrawals does make me look right. like im handling it with a bit of class…heh.. often the other party have the impression like they feels the same too. like im right, despite me withdrawing and agreeing with them. maybe im just so full of myself, but thats how it felt.
its good that i felt that way, cos being gracious in defeat is something im bad at, i have to shamefully admit. im a terrible loser. sore, bitter loser. go to my parents and my dad would fondly recalls one incident, where i cant possibly be more than 4-5 yrs old. he has been telling the same story to people since i was little, kinda embarassing too. he had just bought this gameboy thing. me and him would compete to achieve the highest score possible. after trading records several times, eventually he sets up a score that was very high. try as i might, i just cant beat the score. after some time, i realize that it was unbeatable. i broke down, sulk, and throw a mighty tantrum. all over a bloody game.
if that wasnt embarassing enough, usually after that my mom would add on something from her experience as well. i was 9 or something, and i was saying something in english, but i was pronouncing it wrongly. she went on to correct it, and lo and behold, i snapped. i went on speaking in english for the whole day, just to prove i have a good command of the language at that age (arrogant cunt, i know). eventually my mom got fed up and scolded me that im mad because she corrected me, but d fact that im going berserk must mean that i knew i was wrong. damn, what do u say to that? shes right. that im too proud to admit i was wrong, even when i knew i clearly was. i was offended by the fact that she corrected me. wasnt even done in jest, she was saying it really nicely.
looking back, that has always been the case. i seldom accepts invitation to play football on playstation with my housemates cause i knew i wasnt really good at it. i would find it hard to withstand the taunts from them, should i lose. i rarely went taunting man u, chelsea or liverpool fans when they lose even i am actually delighted at the fact that they lose, cause i cant stand the abuse hurled at me next time arsenal lose. like last nite..heh..nobody rubs it in, so that felt good. and the list goes on and on.
my girlfriend thinks im too proud. and according to her, apparently more than one people actually thinks im a stuck up and a bloody arrogant cunt. which suprises me really. i always consider myself to be an introvert, rather than an extrovert, and i think many of my peers from school would testify to that. the kid who keeps pretty much to himself. how come keeping to myself can be perceived as arrogance? i did not went out to verbally ridicule people or try to emerge as this mr know-it-all kind of attitude. so its puzzling. apparently my body language suggests so. i dont know. i remember a couple of times when i was debating for the school where i absolutely ridiculed the opponent, taunting and being really provocative (boy the crowd loved it when i was being stuck up that way), but anyway thats not me. thats a persona i adopted on those occasions, just to swing the debate to our favour. though it shows that im capable of it, but i doubt that thats how i carry myself. but i guess if more than 1 person said so, then there might be a glimmer of truth there, as much as i disagree with the verdict. after all i am capable of it. though being capable and actually doing it is a totally different things altogether, but hey what the hell..
seems that there is a thin line between arrogance, carrying yourself with pride, and just being overly sensitive. feel free to categorize me in any of it, i dont know if theres any difference anymore. frankly i dont even know if i care. this is me, whatever u want to call it. its easier to know people by name, rather than the way they are, dont u think? cos its too subjective. everybody sees other people differently. one of those moment i guess –
“whats in a name? everything” heh….