Today is Friday the Thirteenth. Can you hear the leaves shuffling against each other as the subtle wind blows? Can you hear the whisper on the back of your neck? Can you feel the silvery touch flutter and crawl against your skin?
Eh, hellow!!!! You don’t have to wait until Friday the 13th for things to happen. Bad things happen all the time!
For instance, for the past eight months or so, I’ve made close contact and revealed my soul to the kind of people I disliked the most. Hate, even. Not that I hate them but I disliked their personalities…what kind? The arrogant, self-absorbed, boastful type who are so full of themselves they can’t see what’s ahead of them or don’t care. They think the world revolves around them and would constantly remind you of that.
I believe in humility. This is how I like it.
But honestly, bad things often happen for a reason. That’s what I believe in, I don’t know about you. Whether it’s Friday the thirteenth or Tuesday the tenth, when things happen, there’s something to be learned lor.
Technically, dealing with arrogant people is not really a bad thing but it happens and it hurts when it ends or when everything turns turtle.
Like my experiences with arrogant people. They’ve really taught me a lot about life. Yes, seriously. I’ve not become more arrogant but I’ve absorbed their positive energy and maybe God felt that I lacked confidence in myself and I needed to change certain things about myself that he let me cross paths with these people within such a short span of time. I learned to love myself more and also acknowledge that I have done a good job.
It’s strange but I am the meanest boss in the world and too bad that I am the only staff in my business. When I do a good job, I congratulate myself and then the other part of me say, “Aiya, this is nothing lah. Even college students can do the same thing. Don’t let your head get big!” But from these people, I’ve learned that it’s OK to end the internal-conversation with the ‘congrats’.
Although I don’t boast to others or gloat excessively (except when I have to do a sales pitch or sell something, that one you cannot blame me lah, rite? Cari makan, you know), I’ve balanced things out. I know I am good, period. End of story. Don’t have to feel sorry for others or feel guilty about thinking that I am good at it.
But still….I don’t like people who like to blow their own trumpet too often. Just cannot tahan. (cannot stand) Three of them in total and I’ve learned to absorb their skill and attitude towards life and people.
I have learned how to balance out between being forcefully tough on myself and being arrogant…and that’s called being confident. The line is a very blur, though, don’t you think?
When asked what’s my one single favorite thing to do in the world, I would usually name a whole list of things that I love to do when my work is not screaming at me. Something that takes my mind COMPLETELY off of everyday tasks and relaxes me. Take a guess what it is…. If you say ‘ reading ’, yes, I love reading (especially soppy love stories with lots of sex scenes, please. Hee hee hee ….) and I also love mystery novels but it’s not the first on the list. If you say ‘ playing the piano ’; yes, I love playing the piano. Creating forms a huge part of my life and whenever I play the piano (as inept at it as I am), there’s this tiny little girl inside of me jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands. It’s my childhood dream to be able to play the piano! And thumping on the keys gives me a sense of satisfaction when I hear the music. If you say ‘ writing ’; You’ve got to be kidding me! You mean I don’t write enough as it is? Case closed. If you say ‘ playing with my kids ’; Yea...
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