In other words, I want to love myself.
So, this morning before everything started, I wrote down "I love myself" on a piece of paper. It was meant to remind myself that I'm a priceless work of art, created to spice up the world and make it a more wonderful place. It was a perfect vibe to start the beginning and I was loving it.
Then, something happened. I was so nervous. I couldn't believe that I spoke up in front of quite-a-lot of people. I was trembling for words and I couldn't think of any. My grammar was frantic. My head was in chaos. My heart was exploding as if I had just forced tons of trinitrotoluene into my lung. It was ridiculous. Yet, it was inexorable. Arrggg!! I almost wanted to change my previous written statement to "I HATE myself!!!
I hate it when I couldn't express myself well. I despise the fact that I'm lack of lexical content and that I couldn't find a way to associate my idea with a better communication skill.
I always feel disappointed for I would be cut off before I could even finish my sentence.
I'm trying my best to catch up.
-Miss B-
ps; today is Polar Bear's Big Day. Have a great one, dear!
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