I’m supposed to be writing an assignment for my Effective Communication class that’s due on Monday right now. And yet, I’m struck with a bout of laziness… I can’t seem to concentrate long enough to read the paper. The Word Document program left open with the paragraphs of half written ideas just stares back at me, taunting me.
I recently read an article about grades, and how much they’ve taken over our lives. I guess this holds true to many student, be they in college, university or high school and elementary. Or maybe it’s just been me? Grades have been ruling my life ever since I was old enough to go to school. I remember studying so hard so that I could get a perfect score on a test, I was 5 and in kindergarten… I brought this mindset of mine all the way to high school. Where unfortunately, I traded this mindset for one that was a little more laid back… I remember envying those who did not care what grade they got in tests, those who did not worry about getting their homework done and those who did not worry about missing a day’s worth of class…
My mother is a teacher… Which is why I’m a little obsessive when it comes to grades. I don’t wan to do the assignment and yet, I end up doing it anyway, cause I can’t bear the thought of not having completed a task that was set out for me… Maybe I was considering my future? The money my parents had spent just to send me here to study? Or maybe… I just don’t like to fail?
It is true that I hate failing, I hate being compared to people who are better than me at everything… And when I say everything, I mean everything. Occasionally though I do meet someone worse off than me, who gives me a boost of confidence. Is this arrogance? Maybe being human means you need to look down on others to boost yourself up. After all, there’s never a short supply of losers who are even bigger losers than yourself in the world.
Anyway, I’m ranting… I need to clear my mind. The epiphany, that wasn’t an epiphany keeps rearing its ugly head. Not only in my thoughts but daily conversations as well… :/ Can it really be called an epiphany then? Maybe it should be called a realization…
What was this epiphany? It was many things… Let me talk about one that keeps biting back at me the most… You see… I don’t like myself… And I don’t see what people see in me… I’m not what they say I am… and I don’t even have the heart to tell them the truth… People don’t like hearing the truth… Even if they are unconsciously craving for it… I have a problem with myself… How I act, how I think, how I talk, laugh, eat, walk, write… EVERYTHING… Although I hate these things about myself, I can’t seem to get myself to change… I hang from every word that comes out of everyone’s mouth. i’m self-conscious and yet I make bad comments about people who are self-conscious… :/ And I’m not the only one who does this…
Does everyone basically hate themselves?!
Some are more honest about it than others, there are those who work hard to change themselves as well…. :/
I forgot my point… Anyway… I need to get back to my assignments… .
Boooo…. =.=