FIkir2kan dan Renung2kan....

Remember when you were young, 13, maybe, and you have a hobby, your hobby happens to be writing a blog, or designing your own homepage (back then, homepage was the IN THING, man.) and so you learn alll these skills, you memorize all of the HTML codes, you download every single cool scripts you can get off the web, let it be to make the font sparkle ke... make it fade, and bright again ke... make the iframes float around the page, you make sure that your homepage is according to your own rules, its YOUR escapism, your passion, your child.. i dont know. Something that means a lot to you. Because you worked hard for this. You gain knowledge, you have ideas and you execute them through your work.

Then you make another page, a Guestbook page, with nice colours, cool fonts semua... you invite people to leave their comments, and you welcome everyone to do so. Why restrict this page you designed to yourself? It looks cool, you think it's pretty cool, you should share if with everyone right? This design. This personal thing that you've sliced off yourself to put it on the web.

And then come the people who comments. They leave nice comments. "I love your page. It's really pretty! Make more in the following months okay!" These are the kind of comments that will keep you on your toes, to wanna make something better, to be more creative. To work harder. "Hey maybe I AM good at this?" If you've thought that way about yourself, then yes, you are that good. Feedback is important. Do not underestimate a good comment.

And then there are the haters. The bullies. What are they? Let me explain. Bullies are people who feeds off hating people. Leaving negative remarks to burn you down. To lower your esteem. It is up to you to shield yourself from this, because they are just mere bullies in your kindergarten, stealing your lunchboxes and eat your turkey sandwiches your mom made for you. It's no use for me to tell you who they are, because they won't leave their real names for you to track them down, they're mere ghosts in your closet. They come once in a while to scare you. You can't see them. Sometimes you do, but you hear them.

Bullies will always be there. When you're 13, 17, 23... 40... hey they'll even be there at your funeral. Let it be if you're an accountant, a fashion designer, a teacher, a politician, an actress, or a musician like myself -we will always have our personal bullies.

I just felt like writing this, because I've gone through a series of bullying. In high school, college, and even right now. I'm 23, and I thought these things would not happen, this lunchbox stealing, anonymous hate comment thing, will not happen when you've past a certain age. But it's here. They're here to stay. Rasa macam dah sepuluh tahun deal dengan benda ni, tapi still ada. Luckily I'm wiser now. More patient. Calmer. Toned down. Im like that. I've learned that life is a river. You could either float with it, or you drown.

Im just inspired to write about this and tell everyone that, if you're going through the same thing, just keep doing what you do with the best intentions. Let God guide you through. The only reason why we are lacking of good artists, good architects, good musicians, good songwriters, good designers, is because of the bullies that they have to deal with on a day to day basis. Be strong. Ignore the negative vibes, and just focus on the positive side of things, smile, be professional, and you'll be just fine. If you think you're good enough, then YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH. Before I got here, I was said 'No' to a thousand times, I did not stop until I got a 'Yes'.

Always carry yourself around with you. Don't ever let people force you to do something you can't do. It's okay if people dont get it, and they bully you because of things they can't squeeze something out of you. You just have to go through this, at your best. You are you, and you need to realize that. Its ok if THEY don't. Determine your strength, and improvise your flaws.