thou shalt not conform when thou could blaze thy own path..
Cheerleading
Sometimes, the longer I think bout it, the more I relate being a leader to being a cheerleader. Somebody's who'd cheer ppl up when they r down or when they feel they just cant do it, but it only takes a person or two to believe in them wholeheartedly, even if for a while and even if that person is a stranger.
I've been in a prozac mode since I was a wee teenage in an awkward stage, nothing seems rite; the cheeks too large, the nose too big, the thighs' too bulky, the oil is everywhere, everything is not in order..it was a really bad plc to be in and meeting new ppl had always been a battle of inner turmoils, "What shuld i say?", "What if they dun like me?", "What if my nose is too big for their taste?", well tat sort of stuff.
But I guess, along the time, after a long period of time putting one self down and thinking one owes to nothing and is totally beneath everything there is and humility is just another day's work, one grows out of it.
Talk about immersing one so deep in a state of limbo and oblivion that one just couldnt do much but do quite the opposite.
Writing helps, so's listening and reading and making one's mind up bout wat works and wat doesnt works in one's life. It's my life after all, if a thing works, cool, if no, then I'll try a different approach.
Nothing seems too hard after that, it seems only a matter of time before I crack a problem open n dissect it to build a formation of solutions for everyday's learning.
Mayb it's cos I'm born a pisces, or mayb it's cos the way I'm being brought up. Or mayb it's cos the stuff I've been thru and seen and heard and learnt not to tolerate or learning the limitations of my own tolerancy to see what works and wat doesnt. Mayb it's cos life is short. Mayb, this is wat life's all about. Learning bout oneself. Picking one up when one is down with defeat or just plain boredom, or mayb just cheering oneself from the state one places themselves in in the first place.
Mayb, just mayb.
I dun know, u tell me.
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posted by M.E. # 6:31 PM
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