I am no gentleman.

I've been watching a lot of Chick vs Dick today. Never gets bored of it. Paul is a freaking hilarious dude. Hahaha.

Oh, and I realised that I'm a much, much bigger asshole that I thought I am. If I must associate it with the size of a creature, I'd say that I'm roughly a jerk the size of a Supersaurus. Okay, this probably wouldn't bode well for me, but I just wanna talk about it.

I recognise the fact that I am a sore loser when it comes to some things in life. I really dread losing when it comes to these aspects. To be honest, most of the time I would be blaming myself for my loss. To me, it's like the fourth worst feeling that could happen (behind grief, anxiety and stress). I've gotta learn to take these people and things more easily. After all, there's much more to life than winning.

It also dawned upon me that my actions and words are actually abstruse. I've always thought that every phrase I say or every move I make, sends out messages that correspond to what was stirring in my brain. I thought I'm a really direct person. I thought people read me like an open book.

Apparently, I was wrong. I've mistaken my ability to express myself. I've failed to realise that some of my actions even turned out to be faux pas. I'll be wary of how I'm expressing myself to others.

Some may relate all these to sarcasm. But I beg to differ.

Although I know realising my mistakes is not an excuse for repeating them, until the moment that I've changed, I am still a prick. :D