I just got out-nerded by @fancypizza yesterday.
It was an honorable defeat.
I really wanted that book though

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I just got out-nerded by @fancypizza yesterday.
It was an honorable defeat.
I really wanted that book though
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Popularity Comes With A Price
Entry #17: 201022
When I was still in grade school, I used to wonder what it feels like to be popular. I've always been known as the 'smart kid', but nonetheless, I was never really considered popular.
Whenever we have group activities in school, I would often be the last kid to get picked. And if we are ever given a chance to choose our groupmates, I would always just choose my friends. Because apparently, being known as the 'smart kid' is not enough for me to be picked by others.
Last year, I transferred to a different school. I said to myself that I want to make a difference and see improvements. I started reciting in class, volunteering as the group leader, joined competitions for the first time, did different hairstyles every single day in school, and even changed the way that I dress. Then one day, I started to question myself.
"Have I been doing it for others and not for myself?"
I felt lost once again. Suddenly, I was back from ground zero. But then, it was announced that we would be doing in-person class this year. I thought to myself, "Maybe, this is where I should start the journey to finding myself all over again." I always do my hair every morning, my uniform would always be ironed so that it will make me look neat, I would apply powder and carry a handkerchief whereever I go so I would still look presentable, tries my best to recite in class, design my notes, put effort on my art outputs, and so on and so forth. Slowly, I gathered enough confidence for me to not feel anxiety around my classmates.
A week ago, I got chosen as one of the three representatives of our class for the United Nations Quiz Bee in our school. My classmates who are part of the Student Council have been spreading the word that I'm very smart and that it's a sure win as long as I'm part of the group. They kept telling other sections/class how much they trust that I'll do well and will bring home a medal to our class. And just yesterday, we won 2nd place in the Quiz Bee. We were so happy. I was so happy to the point that I cried. Since then, my popularity kind of skyrocketed. I received a lot of praises from my classmates as well as friends and mere acquaintances. But earlier today, a rumor sparkled that caused me to realize that popularity really does come with a price. Of course, everyone knows that, but as they said, experience is the best teacher.
It turns out that my classmates perceive me as someone who is a perfectionist and because of that, they thought that I was mad with my dance partner for our Ballroom Dance (Mambo No.5) for not taking our dance seriously. I do have high eyebrows and that makes it look like I am ill-tempered. Besides that, I also learned that they perceive me as someone who is rich and doesn't eat at eateries. Someone who doesn't like being wrong and is always mad.
"Eya, sabi nila galit ka raw kay *** kasi parang hindi raw niya sineryoso 'yung sayaw niyo. Perfectionist ka raw kasi kaya ayaw mo raw na may nagkakamali." (Eya, they said that you're mad at *** for not taking the dance seriously. You're a perfectionist so it makes sense that you don't want others to make a mistake.)
And then, it hit me. Although I've shown nothing but kindness to others, I can't stop rumors for spreading like a wildfire. Now I realize that I have to deal with this burden of being somewhat 'popular' for the rest of the year. This is only the beginning yet I am already sick of it. The tears that I shed when I came home can attest to all of it.
It's not always winning that matters, sometimes what you have gain from the battle is far more important.
My Happy Mind
Extreme basic? For them its easy but me ...nah i don't know anything at all.. :) but i enjoy watching