This is so frustrating...

I'm so sick of certain people in positions of authority this year trying to take credit of the things that I started last year! (For the sake of anonymity, I will avoid using names.) They say that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery - that is, to imitate someone is to pay the person a genuine compliment. In that sense, I feel very proud that some of the things that I have started has had such a continuous force. But for crying out loud, GIVE CREDIT WHERE DUE! Don't STEAL my words and pass it off as yours! Don't rob my ideas and spread them around as if you created them. My only mistake was never taking credit for the all the work that I have done. I'd venture to even say that 85% of student life last year passed through my hands, either directly or indirectly, in some shape or form. But nobody would believe me anyway, since I never really talk about all the things that happen in a day... there just isn't enough time in a day to regurgitate the decisions and choices and influences I have made. Yes, it's true, I make things seem easier than they really are and I try as hard as possible to diminish the roles that I have played. Even my resume is a very watered down reflection of myself. Why? Cuz I don't believe in chasing after glory like some power-driven pig, which is why you will never find a laundry list of things I did last year written down anywhere. The only place where it exists is in my head. It'll blow your mind if you ever saw what's up there. But it isn't even WHAT I did, but HOW I did it. What I believe is that the work I do speaks for itself. And sadly, there is only but one person in this whole entire world that will ever truly know and understand. Nobody else ever will... so don't speak, cuz YOU JUST DON'T KNOW. But does it matter anyway? Will anybody ever understand to what extent I gave myself? How do you explain the endless hours? The sleepless nights? How do you measure the work done in a year? By the number of events? By the success of the event?... I'd like to think it's by the number of lives you touch.

A weaker person would've be broken after doing what I have done. All I ask is for a bit of appreciation... and yet you continue to act like a privileged spoiled brat.