The Traits of a Successful Man.

The Traits of a Successful Man.

It is unfortunate to say that nobody in this world is perfect, no matter how successful, no matter the achievements of that individual, nobody can be described as perfect. But at the very least, the things that separate the average from the above average is no luck, but their traits and characteristics.

It is not my intention to hold myself in high regard, but despite this, I can say with conviction that I can view some of those around me and say that I hold a superior position in society than them. I see a more promising future than they can hope to achieve in their later years. But at the same time, as any food chain presents, that there are of course others above me that hold a more promising future than mine. In light of this, not only do I see the flaws in those around me, but I also see the traits and characteristics that hold value in the individuals I envy. I lack the conviction, motivation, and values that some of these people hold.

The traits of a successful man. Do I embody the traits necessary to walk the path that I intend? Success to me is not a lack of failure, but rather to learn from failure, and to consistently fight for the things I believe in, and to be unwavering to continue to follow the path of success I dream that I will walk. It is my belief that there will always be a hierarchy of  society, whether it be the difference between the lower and middle class, or the difference between the grade point average of the students of any educational facility, I believe that there is a hierarchy that cannot be denied no matter how much anybody says otherwise.

I wish I could follow the path I intend to take. To consistently better myself, and be a fulfilled individual. Whether it be power, or money, or a happy family, there is a path to success, and I do intent to follow it as much as I can. 

All men are judged on their successes and failures. To continue to progress and continue to better one's self is not part of fate or luck, but rather a choice of the individual. I believe that it is the threshold of pressure one can withstand which determines the probability of their success. Without an adequate threshold of pressure and stress, one can succumb to the thought of falling into addictions, falling into a sedentary lifestyle, falling into the illusion that procrastination is needed in order to function.

These things are not a necessity, but for some people they are. I am indeed one of these people. I fall into the ideals of relaxation, procrastination, I succumb to the need of endorphins flowing through my body at the expense of my goals in life. Whether it be my motivation to keep my body healthy through the consistency of exercise, whether it be the ability to grind through the studies needed in order to keep my grades in check, I always end up failing to do the things necessary in order to succeed.

It is indeed a matter of choice, but I'm afraid I am not a strong enough human being to follow through with the necessary steps in order to be truly successful.

I have failed myself, and lack the conviction to be better than my current self. I deceive myself by thinking that I'm doing my best, trying the hardest I can, being the best that I can be. But in the end, we all know these are lies, we all know that there is no such thing as functioning at our highest capacity. We can always be better, do better, live better. 

We just choose not to.

Well, at least I choose not to.

We like to think that we go with the flow, that we follow the path that our lives will take us. But those who are truly successful make their own path. They do not let life dictate the place they will be in 5, 10, 20 years. Those who are truly successful do not rely on luck, they make their own.

It is the people who exhibit this kind of mentality, this kind of drive, that I truly admire.

Andre Liu.

Life: Judgement and Hate

Judgement and Hate

There will always be people out there that judge you, the "haters", the people who have the nerve to say who you are.

Who are you, who are you to judge who I am? Do you know me? Do you know what I've been through, do you know where I've been? Know your place. What makes you more superior that allows you to judge the efforts and traits of a man?

Think before you talk, think before you act, think before you judge.

If people would just think things through, perhaps the world could be a better place.

wow I've gotten bad at blogging.

Andreeliu.

Life: Respect.

Respect.

Respect is not something you are born with, but rather something you must earn.

If there is one thing my pride stands on, it is respect.

In my past, I've been disrespected over, and over again. Timeless times I've been looked down upon, bullied, teased, and laughed at. It was as if my efforts were not worth anything. I was the social reject, the laughing stock. It is those who lack understanding of one's true efforts, which ridicule others. I was never smart, good looking, athletic, or even good at gaming. In my past I've never been good at anything, never fit in anywhere. All I ever wanted was the recognition and respect of my peers. To be accepted by society was the minimum I never scraped.

This isn't the first time I've mentioned that I hate my past. It is something I do not wish to ever return to. Selfishly, I want to be a better person, to be accepted, to be looked up upon, to be respected. I want to achieve something great, I want to prove to those who ridiculed me that I am a better person than they thought. I want to prove to those who disrespected me that I am more than the trash they think I am.

But mostly, I want to prove myself I am better than what they labelled me. My efforts were always ridiculed, no matter how hard I tried, my efforts were viewed as a person who tried to become something they could never become. It's no secret that there were many in my cohort who treated me like a joke, like scum, like trash. They thought badly of me, talked badly of me, and laughed at me. It  hurt me, it hurt my pride, it caused me shame. All I wanted was to be accepted by them, but rather I was kicked away and laughed at. 

No longer do I wish to be looked down upon, why should I want the company of those who do not appreciate me, who do not want me.

Selfishly, I want those who wronged me to look at me in a different light.

In equality, in respect, or even in admiration.

I want to earn their respect, even though I don't need it.

I want them to see my self worth, to show them they were wrong about me.

Everybody deserves respect, everybody is human, everybody has emotions. Attitude itself is a weapon against others.

I know that it is through my own efforts which define my self worth.

I know that the acceptance of others doesn't and shouldn't matter.

I know that I am a sour person, but what do you expect when I've been treated the way I have.

Yes, I'm spiteful. 

Yes, I'm selfish.

But unfortunately, I'm not perfect. I'm the ideal person. I'm just human.

How you treat others, has a direct effect on the type of person they will become.

It is my life experiences that have created the person I am.

I don't think highly of myself. In fact, I have very very bad self esteem.

I'm a weak person. I believe the things people tell me.

In fact, I think I'm worse than what people say about me.

I think that I am trash, that I am a shit person.

But all I can do is try to prove myself wrong.

I don't know. I guess, I'm just a little bit fucked up.

This blog post is messy, most have been lately. but..

sigh. 

good night people.

Andre Liu.

Life: Self Destruction

Self Destruction.

Ever since I hit a stage of maturity, I've lived by the concept of self improvement. From what we know, we live once. Our lives are whatever we make them to be. When we move forward in time, we cannot turn back. For this reason, as time moves forward, should we not as humans move forward as well? As the generations continue, humanity improves, as we should all as individuals. If time is wasted, life is wasted.

But we are not machines, that can constantly work towards one goal. We are humans, full of emotion, relationships, likes, dislikes, and our humanity. Logic is the correct solution to most problems, but for some reason the paths we take are misguided  directed by our emotions.

I believe that self improvement is the meaning of life, our ultimate goal. To better ourselves, and our generations. But we cannot function in this manner constantly. Our lives are filled with fluctuations of good times and bad, and for every step of self improvement, it is only human nature to want to feel that sense of self destruction.

Sometimes, we just want it. We know it's a detriment to ourselves, yet we still want that feeling of self destruction. Ironically, self destruction can feel surprisingly satisfying.  This self destruction relieves us from the pressures of our lives and the factors surrounding it. It's our bliss, our forbidden escape.

I live by my own philosophies, but there are always exceptions. There is always hypocrisy.

I believe in self improvement.

But love the feeling of detriment.

I believe we are selfish beings, only seeking to benefit ourselves.

Yet, I care for others more than myself.

I believe the only relationship that is definitive, is the relationship between our consciousness and how it ceases when we die. Ultimately, we only have ourselves. People always leave. But you will always have yourself.

Though, ironically.. I hate myself.

The bullshit we go through in our lives, why should we love ourselves. We put ourselves through such torture, for this imaginary goal of seeking happiness. But we are selfish creatures, nothing will ever be enough. We will never be truly happy. We instead just constantly strive for the unachievable.

I guess I'm a dark person.

Does it really matter though?

Nobody even reads this anyway.

Not a single care in the world.

Fuck it.

Andre Liu.