Chapter 36: RICHARD
Winning. Winner. Success.
No matter the synonym I loved being on the other side of defeat.
In the table of any game, I loved being on the far right called the winning side, facing the left side of loss.
A wise man once said,
"Do all you can to win, because when you do, how you did it would never feel as daunt as a loss."
I’m actually the wise man who came up with those words, but I’m sure everyone agrees with me.
Losing is simply not a situation anyone would want to find his/herself in. It’s better to do all you can to win than living with the regret that you could have done something. Because anything is better than the crushing weight of loss or defeat.
In all I do, I strive to be the very best. And I hate being bested, no matter who it was. The person would surely pay.
I know it sounds kinda cruel, but there are people who just don’t know that there are those that ought to be avoided. And those types of people who go about poking those that should be left alone, I made sure they regret ever crossing my path.
I once lost to a girl in high school. Linda Han, that was her name.
She was transferred to our school and as the best in her erstwhile school, she thought she could also be the best in my own school.
Right from the first day, we were at each other’s throats. A question had been asked during English/Lit and I had answered, only for her to best my answer.