My
friends know me as someone who stands with her own convictions, if there is a
choice with either a yes or a no; my answer would never be in between, I would
have to say “no”, if it’s really a “no” and vice versa. I hate, “it depends”.
But that doesn’t mean, I don’t know how to weigh and consider other things in
the word “or”. I do. In fact, this is why I am writing you another letter.
In
my almost twenty years of existence in this world, I can say that I am the type
of girl who thinks a lot, I am a chronic over-thinker and emotionally driven as
well. I am talkative; I say a lot of things because what I say tells something
about my convictions and feelings. I hate being wrong and I hate being proven
wrong. I am always right and ironically, I believe this is my flaw as a person.
I admit it.
I am
not intelligent, as others. I debated in high school, clearly without knowledge
about geometry and scientific theories because I always fail math and I flunked
general science and physics, I only experienced being an honor student a few times
in class and it was because I had an awesome seatmate. HAHAHA. But that doesn’t
make my voice in the world any less small, even if I had a bad grammar. I can
always stand a point of why I am right. This is why my life is problematic
(Lol), it’s because I can always justify things, even if I know it’s already
wrong. Street smart; who always knows what to do, when in the verge of not
knowing what to do.
It’s
just that, today I’ve been challenged and I utterly feel pissed. Maybe I was
meant for defense, but not for criticism. Maybe, I was meant to critic, but not
to be criticized. My-street-smart-in-me was not pleased.
However,
never tell me that I don’t think deeply, or don't weigh things before I let them out.
I wrote this letter for 3 hours because I weighed things. I thought of it
deeply, also because I hate to be proven wrong.
In
excruciating Business Research,
“Pat!!!!”
