Sunday, November 30, 2014

beyond that

I always feel that sting of sensation when I read my seniors essay. they never fail to inspire me- of their choice of words, flow of ideas and neat paragraphing. Even as a qualified English teacher, I am yet to master these simple qualities.

Maybe it's human tendency to be critical of own work yet applaud on others' little success.

When I speak to my friends about these insecurities, they would laugh it off. Instead of recognizing my concern they'd say I'm just gloating my talent to their faces using "insecurities" as the hook. speechless. I'm serious guys. I need your interventions. If we want things to happen, we got to work on it. 

Perhaps being too greedy on learning new things makes me look like a public whore who can't get enough. 

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