There are times in my life that makes
me ask myself, WHY? Why do people think like that? Why do people act like that?
And I also answer myself, because that’s the way they are, that’s the way they
were built, built by their own experiences and by their perceptions.
Another question is why am I like this?
Why do I think and act like this? The answers for that, I’m not sure actually.
I answer my own questions based on how I see and answer others’ life questions.
Why do other people cannot see what I
can see? Why am I often surrounded by people that aren't like me? Sometimes I
think the reason is because I attract them, according to the Law of attraction.
I actually am a positive person, really positive that sometimes I think it’s
already quite annoying. I also am furtive, and it has advantages and
disadvantages. I don’t like sharing my feelings, ideas and opinions with anyone
(except my twin sister) because I’m afraid they won’t understand and judge me.
Also, not saying what you have in mind pays the price of someone saying it
first and having all the credit, occasionally good, occasionally bad.
Now moving over to what I really want to
release out of my tough heart, I’m not going to be that specific, as I told
you, I’m secretive, There was a happening last Saturday that my block mates and
I were told to choose officers in our subject, and the thing that is
aggravating me is they chose my valedictorian-in-high-school classmate for
president, whom was already elected for president in our previous subject.
While I wasn't even nominated (my twin was nominated and elected, and I have no
hard feelings about it) I am not saying that I want to be the president but
come to think of it, why do they always think that my
valedictorian-in-high-school classmate will always be worthy and capable of
being president, I mean not everything is based on what you attained in high
school. I am quite offended by what happened and I am pretty sure you wouldn't
understand, I have high grades In quizzes and in exams, I recite as much as she
recites, I am better in English than her, I have read more books than her (as
far as I know, based on what she tells me) and most of it all, I have faced many
struggles and challenges in life that none of them know and will ever
understand. But in that moment, in that microscopic election, they made me feel
I am less of a person because of her title. I DON’T REALLY LIKE BOASTING, I
hate the feeling of it but sometimes people push you to the point that you want
to slap them in the face with all your achievements and accomplishments.
I always remind myself that this will all
be forgotten, maybe not by me and my valedictorian classmate but I will always
remember how they made me feel, and I will show them whom they forgot to give
recognition, I may seem bitter and a part loser but this is what builds me, my
experiences and perceptions. For now, I will stay positive and humble for I
know, and what my father has instilled in me, I am no one, I have nothing to
boast about, I am plain and inexperienced. By having that as my perception of
myself, I must say that it will help me recover in this type of situations and
it will help me stay humble and courteous.