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    dots Submission Name: My Stupid Goaldots
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    Author: cuddledumplin
    ASL Info:    36/ f/UK
    Elite Ratio:    4.08 - 6269/5927/526
    Words: 89
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       I'm a perfectionist. The demons chasing me are my own doubts. This is more about me as a teen. I'm not QUITE as crazy as I was then (That also explains the reference to grades).


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    dotsMy Stupid Goaldots
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    Perfection is my stupid goal.
    No matter what I do,
    I see mediocrity,
    I see plainness.
    I flagellate myself
    with my thoughts,
    for a B+ is not an A,
    and this extra pound of flesh
    must go, if I don't eat for a week.
    Any disapproval means eternal hatred.
    I keep running on this treadmill
    though I can't keep up;
    I fall off and get back on
    letting the demons chase me
    because quitting is failure,
    and though the prize is out of reach,
    I'm hypnotized by its glinting




    Submitted on 2004-11-27 04:02:32     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This piece is so very well conceived and written.

    I have a dear friend who suffer until this day from wanting to be perfect. In some ways it can be a blessing, however in life thier need to be a balance or we need more perfect people like you,lol


    I love the word choice to edn your piece:glinting
    | Posted on 2004-12-16 00:00:00 | by edthepoet | [ Reply to This ]
      You have a gentle way of connecting all of us here, with the honesty your work displays. Perfectionism is the primary trait of any artist. We couldn't do this without it. Obsessive compulsive, too, doing something over until we think its right. All of this reads true, I don't look at comments until I've written my own, but I'm pretty sure we've all written similar themes. Great work, it hits home.
    Hugs, nan
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      Being a teenager is hard. And you described it well when you were a teen. So much perfection to live up to, and if you are a perfectionist it makes it even harder. I've tried not to be such a perfectionist and I'm enjoying life more because of it. But I still hate it when I get a B. LOL Good piece. Reminds me of myself.
    -blt
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by borderlinetears | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow. I know exactly what you're writing about and that's how I feel. Except, I'm not quite a perfectionist, I just want to be the best. I want the opportunity and I want to be able to do everything. You really captured this feeling in your tone and words. Nice job.

    -emo.
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by emo-tastic | [ Reply to This ]
      It's like, what's the point? To succeed is to reach expectations, therefore, it's not even exciting to get there. It's more of a relief. Anything short is failure and self-loathing. I've been there myself. One of the many problems in this kind of thinking is that you also tend to put those around you through hell. Maybe it's true that I acheived a lot at that time, but I didn't feel any better about myself. Now, I'm proud of myself if I get through a day without hurting myself or others.

    Lovely as always my dear.
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by deadndreaming | [ Reply to This ]
      hEy. this iS thE first tIme I read a pOem frOm u tHat dOesn't hAve tHe usUaL length. (The Karma Queen Trade Mark)

    yup. wHen i wAs yoUng, i dIdn't wAnt tO be jUst a painter - i wanted to be better than DA VINCI (after i read dan brown's book - i didn't think i could. hehe. kidding i know its fiction.)
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by Iris DeCarto | [ Reply to This ]
      the word perfect has been quite controversial lately. the need to be something solid and unwavering is a fantasy most people try to get a hold of...

    during my "cheerleading days" (haha) i had a colleague that hits herself if she gains an ounce of fat.

    great piece... good job.
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      perfection is quite unattainable... i used to try and ive never got it...
    i think yeah... the extra pound of flesh... the lengths to which we'll go... the things we do...
    and my current thoughts are... what good does perfection do anyways... what does it achieve anyways...? who's gonna notice...? yeah... good write
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      nobody's perfect. not even supermodels and stars (although they try to pretend they are...). I think the little imperfections we have make us unique and interesting. I don't think supermodels are so interesting.
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by eve1684 | [ Reply to This ]
      in this case, my dear, quitting would be some rest and relaxation for you! lol! this one made me dizzy. your title sort of says it all... no offense. i can relate to a certain extent, but i don't know that i've ever been a perfectionist. too lazy, i suppose. who'd want to be perfect anyway? how boring! what makes us all so very interesting are our flaws and so-called character defects. i bet if and when you do reach any of those goals, it would be rather anti-climactic!
    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]


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