When I was small, I always come second best. That no matter how hard I tried, there will always someone better than me.
For example, no matter how far I jumped in long jump, or how fast I ran or swam, there always someone who will manage to break my record. In other words I'll always be the one who would comes in second (or third).
When I was in Form 2, my mother and I made a pack. During that time, I was so crazy about roller blade that if I were to score 8A's for my final exam, my mother promised me she would buy me one. And so I did and even better, I got 2nd place in the whole batch. See? Second? I told you so. I got a reward (and recognition) from the school but until today, I never got my blades as promised. Mom had used whatever power she had over me and exchanged it with something that she thought would be better, a pair of shoes! How uncool a pair of shoes was to a 14 years old girl compared to a pair of roller blades? Exactly!
When I was in Form 3, I think, I scored 97% in my Science exam. I was so damn happy thought my marks was the highest in batch but someone scored 1% more than me and I'm second highest in batch. See? I'm always second best.
So I went throughout my life thinking that no matter how hard I tried and whatever I did, I will never be the best as fate would or have decided that I am only second best, to anything. Well, just in case my fiance read this or my blog, I AM the best thing that could ever happened to you. No doubt about it. Period. Ha ha ha. Ok ok, and you're also the best thing that could ever happened to me. And I love you with every mitochondria in my eukaryotic cells in my body.
(Nah, amik kau, revision session of Biochemistry. Tu belum masuk Pharmacology lagi)
So when I found my wedding ring today, I am deliriously happy because finally I am not second best (to my fiance). My fiance had bought me the best ring of (one of) the best diamond and comes with the best price that we could get! Yes people, 8 more months to go and I've found the one! And it matched the engagement ring I had on my left ring finger. I intended to wear both rings on the same finger in the future so matchy-ness is a major factor in choosing the ring apart from the 5C's. (Cash!, Cut, Carat, Colour, Clarity). Oh no words can really express my feelings right now.
If only I can wipe off this stupid grin on my face. I have a meeting to attend the earliest thing tomorrow and I have to put up a serious face! How am I supposed to do that when I'm all over the clouds inside?