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//Saturday 12:21 AM
Are leaders born or made?

This is for my GP essay. Read and comment please. Thanks. Xp

Are leaders born or are they made? Or maybe both?
This could be one of the most significant questions that have ever been asked throughout history. Many believe that leaders are born and not made. The truth is that sometimes this ‘popular’ belief is used just as an excuse to justify their lack of leadership qualities. All of us have the ability to change our beliefs, our behavior and our personalities. All of us have the ability to become leaders. We just need to know how.

Every single individual is born as equals, no matter who they are or where they are from. Every single one of us is born with similar traits and characteristics that are closely tied to leadership. The only fundamental factor, that decides whether we are fit to lead others or not, is how we harness those special traits.

It should be clear that a person cannot be born as a ‘real’ leader. Logically speaking, one can be born with unique skills that can help shape a leader but it is almost certain that one cannot be a leader with only skills alone. They are within us and for most people, they stay within. Such skills include confidence, passion and the willingness to learn from mistakes. Take communications for an example. It takes work and comes easier for someone with a gift for expression and listening.

Now, this is not to imply that leaders and everyone else should stop in developing whatever skills they might possess. The point is that not everyone has the talent to be a leader without the proper training or practice. These skills need to be developed just from the main fact that things and times changes. A person’s personality constantly changes from the very moment they say their first words until the moment they take their last breath. They can be changed base on the influence from the environment and family they were born in. The key is to recognize where your limits are and work around them without developing non-leadership aspects.

Leaders are born and not made in the sense that only a handful of people have the motivation to become leaders by continually striving to improve the natural talents they were born with. Being born with leadership qualities doesn’t automatically mean they will be a good leader any more than Beethoven was born able to compose a musical piece. Not everyone can be leaders without hard work and dedication.

Therefore, the argument whether leaders are born or made does not take into account the effects of experience on our personalities, behavior and basically ‘us’ in general.

Regardless of their characteristics or personality, some people are born into positions of leadership. Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah of Brunei and Prince William of England are examples of leaders who are born into power. They are exposed to situations where they are needed to act as leaders, causing them to be influential and in their own rights.

On the same light, by comparing a person who is musically inclined with one who is tone-deaf, the individual will progress faster than the one who is tone-deaf even when they undergo the same training. Although the tone-deaf individual may improve to some extent, the talented individual’s progress would be more obvious. This is the same with leadership. People who are born with the talent to be a leader are easy to distinguish. A person’s personality is the perfect combination of psychological qualities that affects how they interact with others.

Leadership is a skill and a habit. It improves with practice. As we improved, we worry less on the technicalities and focus more on the result to be achieved.

The same goes for personality. It is a set of responses that have become habits. Faced with a challenge, we try to respond. If it works, we remember it and we use it again. Slowly it becomes a habit if we use it often enough. Take any sets of habits and we can form our own special approach to life. Every individual should strive to their fullest potential.

It is true that people can be trained to be leaders but more often than none, these people pales in comparison with those who have natural leadership talents. It is not the training that produces a leader, but rather it is the hidden potential a person has that help make the leader.

Therefore, in a sense, people are born to be leaders. But only with experience and practice will they become great leaders.

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// 12:19 AM
Emo Friday: Pain

What is pain? What does pain mean? What does pain represent?

Have you ever been in pain? A pain so bad you wish it would just stop?
Not a physical pain but more of an inner pain. A wound so deep it feels like it’s coming from deep down? That no amount of bandages or stitches could ever fix?

Pain is special. It is special from other emotions. Sometimes it can take a form of happiness and yet more often than none, it takes the form of sadness. Loneliness, depression, even love brings pain. Almost every feelings that ever existed is closely associated pain. In one way or another.

Some say it’s a part of life. A part of living. A part of being human. A part of us.
But it’s also a part of death.

Every time we feel pain…
Every time we see pain…
Every time we inflict pain…
A part of us dies with it.

Everyone feels pain. Everyone sees pain. Everyone inflicts pain.
Nobody can escape from this feeling. Not you. Not me. Not anyone.

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Pain we encounter our whole lives through in differing degrees,
Pain can plague our bodies from our head down through our knees

Way on down to feet and toes, our limbs, our every part,
Inside, outside, every place; but none worse than the heart.

Some suffer stronger, deeper pain, and some a lighter ache,
Some need strong medication, others an aspirin take.

But when the pain is caused by loss and radiates from the heart
There is no medication; nothing to stop you falling apart.

Your confidence is shaken and your whole world caving in,
Your clouded mind can’t fathom it… your new day can‘t begin,

The heartache travels through the mind, then on down to the soul,
Then to the eyes so sore from tears that you cannot control.

Sobbing makes your tummy hurt, you feel the future’s bleak,
Your throat gets sore, your tongue is tied as tears roll down your cheek.

So never walk away from one who cherished and adored
Your every move, your every word… don’t hurt them with a word.

For one day they may not be there to show your feelings to,
They may have left for other lands, to wander pastures new,

So cherish every single friend and never leave their side,
Hold them to your heart each day, whisper your love and confide.

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Okay so pain yeah…
Lol my emoness is pretty much gone by now since I’m feeling a bit better than this morning. XP Let’s cut to the chase.

First of all… umm…
Right. I think it was on Wednesday. I was coming back home from a friend’s house and as I was walking outside towards the door, I stepped on a bone.

Yeah a bone. A fish bone. Freaky.

It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. Even though it like literally pierced into my heel (yeah that’s where I stepped on the bone) about 1.0 inch. Measure it with your ruler. It’s not short. Luckily it didn’t hit any blood vessels down there.

Maybe I was numb from the pain or something. You know, when you’re hurt, your body gives out endorphines(sp?) to kill off the pain I think.

Anyway I slowly pulled it out and all this blood started to rush out of my foot.
Well maybe not that much. But still, I was losing blood.

Since it didn’t hurt that much, I just shrugged it off as a bad scratch. Xp
Boy, was I wrong.

The next day, I woke up to a sharp pain in my foot with the ‘bad scratch’.
It wasn’t exactly swollen but there was a small bump. Haha I ended up limping for the rest of the day. I guess it wasn’t that obvious since nobody ask me about it.

Oh well.

A lot of things happened yesterday. Unlucky things. Like my books, my pens, my bag. They all fell. I don’t know if it’s gravity changing or me just being clumsy. Haha And I nearly trip when I was climbing down the stairs. That was crazy.

I mean I was practically holding the railings for dear life and my heart was beating dangerously fast. It took me awhile to calm down. Dramatic huh?

I conclude that maybe yesterday was just one of those days. Hehe Anyway I guess that’s it. Till next Emo Friday, bye.

…m(‘ … ‘)m…

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//Friday 11:27 PM
Updates?

I know it’s Friday and I should be posting about Emo Friday. Don’t worry. I’ll get to it in a second. Lol right after this short post.

Okay so updates. Haha I don’t really have a lot of time. So this is gonna be one really short but ‘informative’ post. Yeah I’m typing without thinking here. Xp So please don’t hate me for the broken english. I’m just writing what pops into my head the moment. I hope I don’t get any spellings wrong. Coz I want to get this over with and get back to my work.

Okay first things first, let’s flashback to last Sunday.

Yup last Sunday. Haha

Anyway last Sunday I went to Miri. No reason actually. My sisters and I decided to go there since it’s been awhile since we’ve gonna there together. So yea we went there quite late. Well it was late for us since we usually go around noon. It was already 2pm that time I think.

Anyway, so yea we went to the usual places. Imperial plaza, Bintang plaza, Boulevard, the really cool gifts/toys/bookshop behind GMart(sp?), etc.

Then we decided to go to Secret Recipe. It’s this really nice cake shop. We’ve never been to that store yet ever so yeah it was a first. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve been to a Secret Recipe cake shop. Just not in Miri. I think it was when I was in Kuala Lumpur.

But that’s besides the point. So yeah we went inside, and there were a lot, and I mean A LOT, of people inside. Thankfully the counter was pretty empty of customers except for one married couple (I think…) and me and my sisters since the rest were already sitting and enjoying their cakes.

I think one group of customers were eating TWO WHOLE CAKES. I guess they were maybe having a somewhat ‘small’ birthday bash. Happy Birthday to whoever on that sunday.

Yeah, random. I know.

Anyway I originally wanted to buy the Chocolate Indulgence (name?) but my sis was going to buy it so I could just get a bite from hers. I wanted to eat the peach one but it wasn’t ‘available’. Bummer for me.

So I ended up picking the Classic Cheese. We had them as takeaways since it was already late and we had to go home.

The cake was really creamy and yummy and delicious. I hope i don’t get fat from eating it. Although it has been almost five days since. Who knows right? Maybe it takes awhile to kick in?? lol

Anyway it was a heck lot of fun. I was a little happier that day. Dunno why. Oh well… So what did I buy that day?

I bought the cake… what else? Oh yea. I also bought an origami book. And it is SO HARD!!! Like I was only able to make the first two projects. I didn’t get the third one. No wonder the book was titled ‘ADVANCED ORIGAMI: AN ARTIST’S GUIDE TO PERFORMANCE IN PAPER'. It was seriously advanced. I guess I just have to get better at it.

Ok next item. I bought a bag. A sport brand bag. Not sure if it was Nike or Reebok. I’m more of a Adidas brand user. Oh well. Still cool bag nonetheless.

It cost about Rm200+ I think. It’s about B$100+
I know I know. Expensive jua. lol I used a Malay slang.

Anyway yeah it was a bit pricey. I can still feel the big hole in the wallet. And it was big too. It’s like 1.5 times bigger than the school bag I’m currently using now. Which is Adidas bag BTW. lol

I only used it once. Last Tuesday. But since it’s really expensive. The most expensive out of all my bags. (That I know of anyway) So I decided to use it after the school term holidays next week. So yeah I bought a money biting bag.

And I bought underwear. One of those shorty briefs kinds. But I’m not gonna elaborate on that since I know I have female readers. (adakah?)
They’ll either go ‘ooohh’ or ‘ewwww’. Either way, it wouldn’t be a good reaction. XP

Whew! And that’s only on Sunday. The following days of the weeks weren’t that interesting. Not worth blogging. My country celebrated the 25th National Day on last Monday. So big yeah for that. BRUNEI YAKIN!

So yeah… I guess that’s it then. Next up is Emo Friday: PAIN. Bye guys Xp

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//Tuesday 7:16 PM
The Weekend

Okay first of all, I just wanna say sorry for the long wait. I know most of you guys were patiently waiting for me to update my blog yesterday, which was Sunday. I know I promised. I’m sorry for disappointing you, my loyal readers.

HAH! Yeah right. Most of you guys were probably waiting for me to upload the pictures from the party. Hehe anyway the long wait is finally over you guys. Below are some of the pictures from the party.

But before that, let me talk about what happened the last few days.

I know most of you guys would probably just skipped through this and go straight to the pictures below by now but I’m gonna say talk anyway.

So yea. It’s the weekend. Well, it *was* the weekend. And to sum it all up in one word: BUSY! Lol Yeah I was so busy from Friday to today, which is Monday.

On Friday, I was so busy doing my homework, assignments, projects or whatever you guys called it. I didn’t even finish them all. I gave up halfway. Xp

On Saturday, school as usual. Not much to say about that.
I originally had two parties that night. Both were birthday parties.
One for one of my closest friends, ZAFIRAH MORSHIDI.

HAPPY LEGAL 18TH BIRTHDAY ZAFFY!
AND MORE LEGALIZED YEARS TO COME!

The other is for one of my newest friends, RYNIE.

HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY RYNIE!
NOT YET LEGAL BUT THAT’S OKAY.
ONE MORE YEAR TO GO GIRL! Xp

Anyway so I decided to go to Zaffy’s birthday birthday. I couldn’t come to Rynie’s because of two reasons. Rynie Vs Zaffy:

One - I didn’t have any transport to go there while I could just walk to Zaffy’s since we are practically two houses away.

Yup. It’s that close.

Two – I would be surrounded with strangers or with people I’m not that close with while I would be surrounded with almost all of my closest friends.

Yeah. Big deal. So what if I’m just not that social with strangers. Sigh. lol

So those are the two main reasons for finally going to Zaffy’s. There were  probably more than those two but I couldn’t think of any at the moment.

Oh well. Anyway…

Here are the pictures. Sorry for some of the pictures. I don’t know what went wrong that night. My hands were shaking all through. Sigh. Anyway enjoy.
I know you guys were waiting for them all weekend. 
So dig in guys!

Again, just wanna say sorry it took me awhile to post these up. Anyway it’s up now so no complaints okay? Xp Bye guys.

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