A Zero For Effort

Yet again, the clout of imagination took me somewhere I never thought I would be. It was a never-ending maze, a place full of uncertainties. But each step I made was done fearlessly, as if all things that lie ahead are nothing but great opportunities. The opposite scenarios may happen but those are not surprising at all because life on earth has always been like that since time immemorial. If there is a single secret behind my blissful attitude, it is probably because I always take things easily—that everything happened for a reason. I used to call that attitude as being optimistic, but a professor changed the whole thing dramatically when he called me a defeatist. It wounded me deep inside but no one ever noticed that, because one pleasant smile concealed all the bedlam. It added more weights to the insensitive side of the scale which eventually affected my entire social life.

There was a time when other’s emotions did not matter to me at all when making decisions. I learned politics the wrong way, because it was my belief that you have to set aside your emotional features to come up with fair judgment (just like how legal officials do). This attributed to my once careless attitude which according to an ex (or friend if you by a million chance could ask him), I will get a zero for effort. He made me wondered for a moment, and I realized that I never considered some of his hopes for an ideal relationship. He has his basis but he made me realized that each person would sometimes generalize based on their sole discretion and expectations.

It wouldn’t hurt if we also consider the other side of the spectrum. It is possible that a person is only hesitant, undecided or calls for an end of something, enough reason why he or she would act differently or against another person’s expectations. Why would you dare to make an effort if you knew it’s a dead end? I would rather take the never-ending maze, and live it to the fullest.