Why am I jealous? Because I am a loner: a person that deserves more attention from her lack of friends. I am extremely introverted, unwilling to push the boundaries of my comfort zone. Even if I do, I will turn a good conversation into an awkward one, which can last no longer than 20 minutes. Unlike my friend in debate team, I am not an avid speaker. Sometimes, I am just jealous of how she can turn a controversial topic into an acceptable subject (her argument about why sixteen years old should be allowed to vote sparked my support for it). I am jealous of how some people can become successful and how I could never master half of their talents.
I become jealous for the sake of surviving in this sophisticated society. Survival of the fittest, as Charles Darwin stated, is the most essential skill to learn in order to achieve a successful life. For my prosperity in the future, I want to do well in high school and attend one of the top colleges in the U.S. Being jealous of other people's achievements is the first step of my motivation plan. Thinking about how my classmate already published a book that currently ranks second in the Short Humor Novel category on Amazon, I am encouraged to perform well at school, where I can demonstrate my intelligence by studying my butts off. Jealousy demonstrated my competitiveness at school.
For a person that lacks relationship experiences, I do not deserve to be jealous of couples. Unfortunately, I would become jealous if my lover would slowly transitions from me. The determination of my jealousy is from the fact that he would find another girl faster than I would find another guy to replace him. I dislike the feeling of being thrown aside. I would feel jealous if he send me pictures of other girls who are undoubtedly prettier than me and pictures of chats with other girls which he engages more time in. I would think to myself what did I do wrong to deserve such surprises and "compliments" from him? Jealousy is the cognate of love: without love, there is no jealousy, and vice versa.
Jealousy is unavoidable. Everyone falls for this flaw. However, if we step back and contemplate the big picture, jealousy can help us evolve into a stronger, better version of ourselves. Hopefully.
Thursday, July 21, 2016
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Luck
The lights of my laptop screen brightly illuminated my face in the bleak winter night as I waited at the bus stop playing League of Legends. A swift shadow on a bike suddenly went pass me. The next moment, I realized my laptop was no longer on my lap.
"OH MY GOD!" I exclaimed.
He was a snatcher. I stood at the bus stop for a second before I began to chase after him. I ran in my fullest capacity and crossed a red light. He made a sharp turn to the left, thinking that I did not notice him. I ran after him, and found him on the busiest street of San Francisco: Market Street.
"Can you please give me back my laptop?" tears dripped as I asked him.
He could refuse my request and bike away, but he did not. He opened his bag, handed my laptop, and dashed away. I relieved, and started hugging my laptop like a newborn baby. Luck was what I had. I was fortunate enough to spot him turn the corner and get my laptop back.
I really appreciate how lucky I am sometimes. Take another instance -- the Youth Commission. This year, the Youth Commission received applications from extremely capable, passionate individuals who want to become the District 3 commissioner. I interviewed three of the applicants. All of them have prior experiences in politics or community advocacy. If I were to become a commissioner this year, I would definitely be the first applicant to be eliminated.
Unlike this year, last year only had three applicants in total, including me. I was considered the strongest applicant from the pool, which I heard from my interviewers. I did not have any background experiences. Do I even qualify for the position? How could I become the commissioner then? It's because of luck. I was fortunate to apply last year and not this year. I was fortunate that last year's applicants were not as strong as this year's.
I appreciate my life. I am lucky to live in a stable, safe environment, unlike people in poverty. I am lucky to participate in extra curricular programs, which I derived my passion of computer programming and became more sociable. I am lucky to have a supportive family. I am lucky to meet incredible friends all over the globe. Most important, I am lucky to go back to the future.
"OH MY GOD!" I exclaimed.
He was a snatcher. I stood at the bus stop for a second before I began to chase after him. I ran in my fullest capacity and crossed a red light. He made a sharp turn to the left, thinking that I did not notice him. I ran after him, and found him on the busiest street of San Francisco: Market Street.
"Can you please give me back my laptop?" tears dripped as I asked him.
He could refuse my request and bike away, but he did not. He opened his bag, handed my laptop, and dashed away. I relieved, and started hugging my laptop like a newborn baby. Luck was what I had. I was fortunate enough to spot him turn the corner and get my laptop back.
I really appreciate how lucky I am sometimes. Take another instance -- the Youth Commission. This year, the Youth Commission received applications from extremely capable, passionate individuals who want to become the District 3 commissioner. I interviewed three of the applicants. All of them have prior experiences in politics or community advocacy. If I were to become a commissioner this year, I would definitely be the first applicant to be eliminated.
Unlike this year, last year only had three applicants in total, including me. I was considered the strongest applicant from the pool, which I heard from my interviewers. I did not have any background experiences. Do I even qualify for the position? How could I become the commissioner then? It's because of luck. I was fortunate to apply last year and not this year. I was fortunate that last year's applicants were not as strong as this year's.
I appreciate my life. I am lucky to live in a stable, safe environment, unlike people in poverty. I am lucky to participate in extra curricular programs, which I derived my passion of computer programming and became more sociable. I am lucky to have a supportive family. I am lucky to meet incredible friends all over the globe. Most important, I am lucky to go back to the future.
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