It's ironic

I find it ironic and sad what people say about themselves, and then life proves it wrong but they don't seem to notice it. Maybe it's just me being subjective.

This is a very implicit article. If you're interested read on. But you might not get it.

People tell me stuff about themselves, like they fucking compliment themselves and they think they're the shit. I used to think I was the shit until I was around 16. Now I think I'm the shit when it comes to music.

But I learned to look at myself in the mirror, and see who I really am, with a more objective point of view that the mirror gave me. I think this is something people should try sometimes.

It takes a while... from just a second to maybe years. It took me about 3 years.... and now my lesson on knowing myself is growing.

I am not saying I am cured of my subjectivity and high-placed ego, but at least I boast less than when I used to be in my early teens.

I will boast if you say shit about music. Like if you think Sean Paul is gangsta, or Justin Timberlake is hot, I will hit you in the face with a verbal shovel.

But if you tell me stuff about yourself like you feel like you're the shit and I'm inferior, then let me ask you to reconsider who you really think you are. Not who you think I am.

People are too busy about others and what others do for them, and they forget to think about what THEY should do to others, but most importantly what THEY should do to THEMSELVES.

It is not selfish to think of yourself. It actually is positive and productive to think about who you are, to stop and to think about how you think others see you. If someone tells them something like "stop thinking about yourself all the time and think about others for once!" then they don't know who they are talking to and what they are talking about.

But coming back to my "irony of it all" theory.

I knew this person once... at least I thought I did. We knew each other for a long time, but in the end we both had to let go. The way this person let go though was more violent than the way I did. I am not saying that it ended in a fight, but it ended in some sort of funky ass mental incompatibility. They basically did not want me around because of the view they had of themselves, amongst other things which are not relevant here.
It was a bitch move of them. A very bitch move. You ever seen in the movies how sometimes good long time friends argue when one of them lives better off than the other? Like when they say something like "I don't care anymore, I have money, friends, women, you're nothing to me anymore!" and they go their separate ways and in the end that dude who boasted gets busted by life and loses everything, then goes back to his old time friend for forgiveness and acceptance? Maybe you don't know, but that person treated me like that. I am not saying if it was a boy or a girl, best friend, girlfriend, or old friend. It would not matter.

They happened one day to fall into this trap of what I call "plane idiocy", and treated me that same way. Telling me stuff about themselves, like they were the shit now, and that I was basically just a miserable piece of shit. That's not what they literally told me, but it was implied and that's what I got from it.

....As a result, it apparently was not so good anymore for that person to hang out with "someone like you" as they put it. I don't know who I am supposed to be or represent according to them, but it is clear that they did not want me to be associated with them anymore.

So now what are they up to? They keep on boasting on their own side of the grass, still thinking like they're the shit. I am witness to say that they actually just plane simple look like actual shit, more than THE shit. I find it ironic what human stupidity brings around. They looked better off with me, but I don't want them back, and never will, because I want life to teach them a lesson which I will never be able to teach them even though I know they are wrong. Them being wrong does not mean I am right.

They did not want to be associated with me anymore because they felt good about themselves, so good that they expose it still today, but in my humble opinion, they're just a fucking loser. If that's the way they wish to live their life, boasting about themselves and their shit, their physique, their "intelligence", that is not really fine by me because I know they are doing it all wrong. But you cannot convince someone who is persuaded to be right.

So I'll leave them to their business. They do not need me, they will find out one day hopefully that they are not as cool, as good, or as attractive as they think they are.

Criticizing someone does not mean that I am better than them. It is about observing somebody from an outside perspective. The "Me, Myself and I" type of theory, the "me" as opposed to the "I". I see these people and I judge them, I criticize them, I get an opinion of them. This is what people should do with themselves to themselves.

That being said, I am still learning my way through life, and yes I know you have stuff to tell me too about who, what or how I am, that I'm doing something wrong, but you don't have to be a dick hole when you say it. Suggest it more than command it. Support it more than assert it. Socialize it more than attack with it.

I only found it ironic that this person is not anymore who they thought they were, but still believe that they are.

You will get busted by life man. Get your shit together, start looking at yourself, and think over about what you're doing.