funniest thing about all this stuff is.. it worked! despite the weird looks i got during the first half of year when to "so, how's life, what you're up to?" i responded "hey, well, i'm growing my ego in a greenhouse". including the victorious france semester, the process took some time but i'm oh so sure it was worth it.
but (ha, liig, do you still have your buts for so almost everything?)
maybe it's because of the global warming stuff and the greenhouse effect.. that.. i went too far. i actually don't feel uncomfortable with it. meaning, i didn't really notice. but (again). when i hear me speaking. well. to be honest.. i sometimes think "what a bitch!"
wait, don't get that excited.. i'll explain. so there was that girl. who never actually talked about herself. who wasn't either the one speakin up first. she was a real bee. and those some who weren't scared off by all the mystery did appreciate her. not understand. but appreciate.
so. departing from there i saw a lot of growing and streching. colours coming in, the voice getting louder and hey! even dealing with people! a brand new day one could say. cool.
but (i'll try to make this the last one)
there's that one word, the mighty one, who's spoiled oh so many brave men (and maybe less common or less visible, women too). power. mr g, you probably wasn't concious bout that back then but you were the first one to give me a wake-up-spank. sayin that.. well... it was quite visible i enjoyed having power. makin myself important. and then, or some months later, or maybe only yesterday the red light went on. somewhere i must have gone terribly wrong.
now to the good news.
i've got good teachers around. guardians. and real pros to learn from.
slow down, diva. it's geek time now!
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