infinitepossibilities

upon reaching a certain age, you somehow have an idea of what you are. you generally develop your own concepts of things. you have your own beliefs and principles. basically, you have these notions that you are like this and that until something comes up and shakes things quite a bit.

like what i’ve said in my ealier blogs, i’m one conceited individual who thinks she’s intelligent. hehehe, as in, no one can make me believe i’m otherwise. it’s embedded and sealed in my brain. yeah, my conceit is that bad. even if i dont have proofs to my claim. or worse, even if it’s a lie i’ve been feeding myself.

secondly, i have this notion that i’m ready for anything. give me all the problems that you can think of, and i’ll find a way to get off the hook or at the very least, i’ll find a way to work around the problem so it wouldn’t look and feel as bad. translation. that for whatever it is thrown at me, sickness or responsibility, i will and shall not cower. i will and shall rise to the occasion.

lastly, i consider myself as one brave individual with enough fortitude to get through complicated things.

ha. right now, i’m faced with a situation that’s willing me to show that i’m not all conceit. that there’s actually meat and substance to the things that i say and claim. that there’s more sense in me than pretend bravado.