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expectation.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013 | 10:49 PM | 0 comments (+)

World has a clear definition of success and failure. An A defines excellency and an F defines failure. But what makes things harder is when one has its own standard of perceiving them. Getting C might be relieving to one, but on the other hand, getting B might disappoint another. When it happens, an A, B, C, and etc would be perceived very subjectively and no longer can be objectively accepted.

The root of the contrasts would be 'expectation'. 

expectation
noun
1. A strong belief that something will happen or be the case in the future.
2. A belief that someone will or should achieve something.

We know expectation would trouble us when we deeply believe that we should achieve something, as if we indeed deserve those shits to happen in our life. But when it doesn't, our expectations would drive us to the hardest time. I would say I prefer failing without expectation than with one. By failing with expectation, we would find ourselves that we actually can never be ready to face the darkest slump. It would harm more, ache deeper and hurt longer. Why? Because we expect, we assume, we believe the shits shall be ours. It is all started back at ourselves, where we have taken things for granted, simply because we think we deserve it. Later, we might come up with excuses, the unfairness and inequity of life. Yeah, like life has ever been one, my dear. Cause life would never be as ideal as we ever dreamed on.

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