Chapter 5 : We're introduced to the Public... and it's no good.
Up till now, the public at large still did not know who the Miss World Malaysia 2014 finalist were. I was under the impression that the 'curtains were going to be unveiled' via the official photos but was surprised when the World Cup video was uploaded first instead. If you haven't already seen it, I have included it below.
To my dismay, the video did not turn out as I had wished. I was the total opposite of being composed and collected. I moved WAY too much and my over smile was extremely evident. I think I speak for all the MWM girls that the video did not portray us well. I really regretted that this was the way we were being introduced for the first time to Malaysia. This video was definitely a wake up call for me. It was not only how I looked in pictures that mattered, but I realized that I needed the character and composure of a beauty queen as well.
I found out about the video in the evening and I had a bad night throughout the day. I knew I could do better and I regretted not being on my A game throughout the day of the photo shoot. I put so much emphasis on taking pictures that I totally forgot to think through the videos. I had a friend pep talk me the entire night and I ended the night feeling refreshed, and ready to do better the next time round.
The next morning, I received a personal message from one of the Miss World Malaysia Finalist, C*. It read "people are being so mean". I had no idea what she was referring to but she later directed me to this.
Screen Shots done by a fan page
A fan page had uploaded the same video on their Facebook wall. They did screen shots of each contestant and well, they weren't very good at it. In fact, they weren't very good at all. And the comments started pouring in.
Tell me , how do you NOT feel shitty about yourself after reading this kind of comments?
The public did not care that this was a raw introductory video. They did not understand that we were in no way prepped. We were just pulled out in the middle of a photo shoot and told " can you just answer this questions?". This was before any sort of training and we weren't given second takes or told how we could improve. They did not care that the screenshots uploaded was extremely poorly chosen but the most heart breaking thing was they did not care about us. Our personalities, our passions, what drives us... nothing. All they judged us on was a sucky screen shoot.
Now I'm not saying that the girls are at no fault. We were raw and had not an idea of what we were doing, but the random, unflattering screenshots made matters worst.
This is not the way you want to be introduced to the public the first time
When I saw the comments for the first time I felt very bare. Like I was being attacked and had no amour to hide behind. And then I felt mad. I felt mad at the fan page , at the rude people who commented and at myself. This people didn't even know me and they were making assumptions based on evidence that wasn't even concrete. I wanted to reply these nasty comments and I thought about the long personal complain that I was going to send to the admins of the fan page.
But then I remembered something that my mentor thought me some time ago. Whatever people speak of you, take in what is the truth and work on it, but whatever is not the truth, be done with it because I should have no connection to things that are not even real. It is like if someone was to comment saying that I was a crocodile. I know for sure I'm not a crocodile, and I'm very human like okay, so why should I be affected by such a shallow comment?
With that in mind, I thought through what I was going to do. What was better; to go on spreading hate towards the commentators and the admin or to spread confidence and love to my fellow pageant sisters that have also been hurt by the incident? I choose the later and I'm glad to say that I at least made another persons' day.
Up till today I'm glad to be friends and pageant sisters with C. I can say that throughout the pageant week, if I ever need emotional help or some encouragement, I know that I can go to C because I was there for her as well.
* I left out the real name of C to respect her privacy.0 lovely comments ✿