|WORD SPLURGE: The Need to be RIGHT!|

quarrelNO, YOU LISTEN TO ME!

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Ohhhh, I am itching to word splurge this morning! The end of the weekday awaits, and the weekend is just around the corner! As I’m typing, I am chomping on my cereal with a strong urge to voice my opinion on the need to be right. 

A couple months ago, I’d fallen into a heated discussion with an old friend. He had refused to accept and end our debate on ‘agree to disagree’ terms; his reply to my preposition was due to his “want to be right!”

There has been several instances where people (myself included) have become irretrievably blind to the situation at hand because of the need to be right. Imagine yourself in the heat of a situation – whether it be an argument with your partner or family member, or a discussion-leading-on-debate with friends and colleagues. Within that moment, you somehow become closed off from the initial topic of discussion. In turn,  you mentally shield yourself with ‘I NEED TO WIN! I NEED TO BE RIGHT!’ to protect your fragile ego.

During this moment, you become blind to the initial topic of discussion in order to ‘win’, or in your defence, to prove your point.

But why?

Why is it that we crave to be correct? Is it because it inflates our ego and affirms our sense of self-worth, or is it a defence mechanism we’ve developed to protect our own values from opposing and intrusive topics?

It’s frustrating, from both ends of the spectrum as we can become remarkably stubborn  and closed minded in order to prove our point. Whether it be a defence mechanism, or a means of feeding our ego; if either individual refuse to accept the opposing opinion, the conversation inevitably becomes pointless.

So here’s a question I’d like to propose:
If you’re have a pointless conversation, why should you continue to prove your point?

Stop wasting your time and agree to disagree!
Stop trying to be your version of ‘right’!

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|WORD SPLURGE: Ego|

EGOEgo: A person’s sense of self-esteem or self-importance

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While I’ve understood the concept of varying ego sizes from person to person, I’ve only recently been made aware that ego comes in various forms depending on the situation that you place yourself in.

For instance, while you may not have a huge ego when it comes to everyday situations in your present life, there may be a particular aspect that you may take pride in (maybe even too much pride in?!)

Let’s say for example, a dentist: She’s extremely humble when it comes to her well-paid job. Despite her clients gifting her flowers and words of gratitude almost everyday, her ego remains modest and accepts the compliments from others. However, when it comes to her weekly badminton classes, her ego may become inflated to the point where she becomes slightly too egotistical and smug in relation to her talents.

While I don’t consider myself to have an inflated ego, I have come to realise that in some aspects of my life, I become extremely defensive when something or someone challenges certain beliefs of mine.

Ego comes in varying forms, and it’s come to light that I hate it when my status becomes challenged or compromised in the eye of another. In relation to it all, when a close friend of mine darted the ‘you have a huge ego yourself!‘ comment, I’d abruptly defended myself by shouting and denying! ‘What?! No! How?!

It has been a few weeks since the initial debate, and I hate to admit it, but it’s true. I do have a huge ego under certain circumstances. When this is combined with my already acknowledged stubborn mindset, I am quick to defend myself in hopes to protect the fragility of that good ol’Ego of mine!

A horrible trait, yes. I know. However, this doesn’t mean it can’t be changed in the near future!

So have a think about it; do you have an inflated ego under certain circumstances in your life? Maybe you take pride in your work, or a hobby of yours?
Food for thought. Think about it.

|WORD SPLURGE: Sometimes you suck!|

you suck

You suck!

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As I sit here flicking through the hardcopy of my Moleskine Sketch Journal, I nitpick at the pages that weren’t able to meet my standards.

The thing is, I’m not always going to be able to draw, sketch or doodle something that I deem as ‘good enough’. I know that! However, it doesn’t mean I won’t continue to beat myself up about the wasted time and wallow in embarrassment for a minute or two.

There has been several times where I have made attempts at reviving the ‘ugly’ pieces of drawing… only end up either looking worse than before, or just a big ball of sludge on the page.

Sometimes, you just have to give it up and let the page be.

Here’s a post dedicated to the two that have not made the cut, the defects, the uglies, the inadequate ones:

YS rope fall

Somehow, this one ended up looking like a down-in-the-dumps male with a (dare I say it) rad mohawk, tender-looking chicken thighs and garden-root legs – all the while reaching out for his detached arm that’s flailing about in mid air.

I’m going to be very honest here. I can’t even read what I wrote above the mohawk. However, here’s the gist of the drawing:

When you get pushed to the ground, you get straight back up and carry on!

 

YS tin can

At first, I liked it, and then I didn’t like it so much… and so when I went back to it after a few days (and a few more time after that), I ended up hating the piece.

In all fairness, whenever I revisited it, I was in the same state of mind: Hopelessness. Expanding on this point, sometimes people feel as if everything that they’re saying to the other person isn’t being translated in the same way they had  wanted it to. In other words, a communication error. 

Sometimes you just suck at drawing, Huewinn.
But that’s okay.

 

|WORD SPLURGE: Distractions & Hamsters|

hamster life icon

I’m weak.

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In the past 24 hours, I have spent majority of my pastime involving myself with an absolutely addicting app about ‘amsters (not sorry, I just had to overuse it with alliterations).

The thing is, the game came about from the original intention of downloading the WordPress app onto my phone. Unfortunately for me, my mind was instantly distracted by the brightly coloured icon of Hamster Life.

<Download>

Installing…

OPEN

Hamster life homepage

I was instantly sucked into the game for its cute graphics and adorable interpretation of hamsters in cartoon form… the worst thing is, I know I’m wasting my time, I know it’s not productive, but I just can’t bring myself to uninstall it!

Let me explain how unaware I am of time when I’m in the game:

I come home from work at 9PM.
OPEN
It’s 11PM.

ELEVEN! 11PM! Where has the time gone?! What have I even been doing on the app to have invested two solid hours on one screen?! I mean, there really isn’t much to do on the game! It’s a tamagotchi-type game where you invest in food, bedding and accessories etc. for your hamster(s).

Hamster life cage

To sell the app to you slightly more, it has a Bejewelled/Candy Crush style puzzle element to it in order for you to earn stars and coins to buy more miscellaneous items for your pets.

Hamster life game

All in all, it’s a stupid game with outrageously addicting elements to it. I’m honestly disappointed to see myself heavily invested in a childish and pointless game about hamsters.

On a lighter note, look at my growing collection of hamsters!:

Hamster life pets

I’ve learned absolutely nothing from word splurging on this post.
I honestly do need to sort out my impulsive addiction to Hamster Life.

Game can be downloaded on android here:
https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.crossfield.namsterlife&hl=en_GB

Game can be downloaded on ios here:
https://itunes.apple.com/gb/app/hamster-life/id1038778912?mt=8

|WORD SPLURGE: I’m Sorry!|

braceletI promise, I’ll try harder!

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My original intention with this blog has been to write a blog post at least once a week to keep the stats and (potential) readers hooked on here… I’m sorry to say that last week has been my first failure!

In all fairness, I have been abroad with no internet

That’s a lie. I’ve been back in the UK for a week now! A week! Oh how the time flies! This time last week… ah, this time last week, I was readying myself to leave Luxembourg airport and to return back to London.

I guess the reason for the lack of update for the past week of two has been due to the obligatory holiday blues that is also accompanied by jet lag and the reluctant adjustment back to every day life.

I mean, look at this:

acorium

THIS was my view last weekend!

I have holiday blues, and I’m reluctant to write my experience abroad as it’ll force me to look at the copious amounts of blurry photos and unstable videos of me having an amazing time.

But don’t you worry guys, the post will come.. in due time!

P.s. if you haven’t yet gathered, I’m pretty tired… but I felt the urge to give an explanation to my fellow readers. 

P.s.s. new post soon

P.s.s. goal: new post every week, new photo update on ‘Sketch Journal’ every week