The Trap of Expectations

On the 17th of December 2011, around midnight, I wrote a note about how I would nail the upcoming exams. Part of me didn't really believe in it, but I really wanted to start scrawlin' stuff so I can get better at it. Those exams were really teasing my head a lot, so I thought It'd be a good subject to start with. On another hand, a larger part of me was truly overconfident, regarding those exams. I was kinda like a high schooler pickin' up a fight with an elementary school student, who'd obviously win and still brag about it loudely in the streets. Expect for one part, that elementary school student beat the shit out of me.

I screwed so much during these exams I could just cry (but real men don't).

You could say I'm stupid, I really do think I was stupid. And because of that stupidity that belongs to none other than myself, I experienced hell for approximatively 3 weeks, 2 days and 16 hours and 11 minutes. Those 2 045 460 seconds, were a full-blown hell. A hell that seemed like a joke and a joke that seemed like hell. What started it all, the road I followed and how it ended; was my extremly boosted ego after being miraculously top of the class 2 times in-a-row last year. I'm probably exaggerating a bit, I'm definitely exaggerating a lot. "Hell" is a too extreme word.

Well, the reason I'm using the word "Hell" is because I want to be as extremly pessimist as possible to avoid being caught again in the horrible trap of expectations.

"Low expectations are often a self-fulfilling prophecy. We insulate ourselves from failure, don't try as hard, brace for the worst and often get it.

High expectations, on the other hand, will inevitably lead to disappointment. Keep raising what you expect and sooner or later (probably sooner) it's not going to happen. And we know that a good outcome that's less than the great one we hoped for actually feels like failure." - Seth Godin

For the lowest of expectations, when you're wandering in the deepests