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“if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who

Posted Nov 04 2010 1:02am

“It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better.

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.”

Ok, so! As some of you know, my idiotic sister and I decided to set up a green smoothie business last week. We were very excited, and I did up the website (which looks noob), pamphlets, and pored over marketing books to think how best to market it to people around our neighbourhood.

We decided on selling it to them because we don’t have a car to do deliveries. So herein lies the problem: why would HDB people want to buy green smoothies when they can make it themselves, and for a cheaper price, right? So I thought we could differentiate our product by emphasizing the ORGANIC nature of it (and saying that organic produce has much higher levels of nutrition than conventional produce), and that our “industrial-powered blender” can rupture the cells of veggies so that the nutrition can be more assimilable. Which is true. If you use a lousy blender, all you’re doing is just breaking it up into chunks, you don’t really absorb the nutrients that effectively.

My mother was SUPER SUPER SUPER NEGATIVE. She kept saying things such as:

“Listen to me, it’ll surely fail.”

“Go ahead and do it, no one’ll want to buy.”

“You’ll never succeed in anything you do because your attitude sucks.”

which pissed me off so I didn’t talk to her for about two days because what kinda mother says this kinda thing right?

My sister was on my side for a while, even though that useless bugger didn’t do any work at all. I assigned her some stuff to do, like come up with the logo for our business, find plastic bottles supplier, etc, and she did NOTHING. She preferred to run in the evenings, facebook while she was free, and go out with her friends. If she comes to SMU, she’ll DIE. She’ll be OUTCASTED as a lousy project groupmate who doesn’t do any work. SHE’LL GET ZERO PARTICIPATION POINTS. But that aside…

Yesterday she came home, and then said, “My friends have been saying that our business will surely fail. You’re very unrealistic lor, why would heartlanders buy our smoothies when they can make it themselves? You think they want to drink our smoothie meh? My friends said they won’t buy it if they see such pamphlets outside their house. I don’t want to do this anymore.”

So I said, “Ya okay, then we can market it in such a way to attract the heartlanders la. We think of ways to make them want to buy it la. You haven’t even tried and you want to give up.” and she said “I justs KNOW it won’t work, don’t need to try.” Wth. I was dam pissed. And then after that my mom continued harping on about how my sister is just being wise and sensible to not even start it, and I’m idealistic.

My mom sneered at me for being “too positive”. Well at least too positive is better than being negative.

Excuses are just excuses. Too old, too young, not educated enough, not expert enough, no experience, don’t have the right network, etcetc. All these are just excuses for not attempting something new.

I believe that excuses are beliefs. If we buy into them, we’re stuck. If we believe instead that there’s always a way around whatever the excuse is, then we’ll move forward. I believe we create our lives out of our perceptions. I believe there’s always a way to get around these excuses. I just wanna try, and even if I fail, it’s better to try and fail than sit there and attempt nothing but condemn what could have been, right.

Just yesterday my father scolded me for wanting to get a bike. He said, “Money is so hard to come by, I’ve to slog so hard for money, and you want to throw money on a bike?”

ZZZZZZZZ.

I’m glad all my hamster can do is squeak.


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