Ow

Looking into the mirror I realised I'm having the biggest breakout on my face since I was a teenager. I thought pimples in my face were caused by Singapore's horrible climate but now I'm convinced that it's caused by just one thing: stress.

I am stressed out.

I am stressed that I'm going to get B+ this semester. I'm stressed that those B+ is going to make my interviewer in the future look up and smile at me and say just like he did at the Scotiabank interview, "So...not doing too hot in finance!" and I'll never get hired. I'm stresesd that I'm never going to be fast enough, smart enough, charismatic enough for someone to want me.

I'm stressed that I'm not good enough in my relationship. I'm stresed that behind my smiles and wisecracks I'm just going to be thought of as just another pretty face with no substance. That I'm not fast enough, smart enough, charismatic enough.

It all goes round and round really, I'm not good enough, I'm not going to get my goals, I'm not going to get my goals, I'm not good enough. You know the funny thing is? I know it's all my inner demons. All you do is grit your teeth and get up again. Because if you're not the best this time round, next round you are. And of course, keep close to your friends.