Wonder.

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This is life.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Hello, it's the 254th posts of my blog. I'm kinda haughty of my determination in managing this blog. I start blogging since I'm in Standard Six, and now I'm in Form Four. You'll never realize how time really flies until you look back, trying to change the past. Nevertheless, you'll fail your attempts as it is irreversible and yeah, you don't have the ability to rewrite the past. And you begin to regret, "if only..". If only I have done it at first, if only I didn't make it, if only I grabbed the chance, myriad of if only haunt you. You're lost in thoughts but then everything is unchangeable. You messed everything up.
Tada, it's what we called 'life'. We human beings mess up things almost everyday. It's the point whether to admit and be responsible of. I admit that I'm coward, I'm not ready to challenges in my life. I still couldn't overcome my fear of public speaking. Sometime I cringe with fear and the phobia overtakes me, leaving me blank in mind and shaking tremendously (Well, not that serious haha).
I'm done with my oral assessment 1. I tried to speak fluently and smoothly as I could, trying to remember all the text and remain as calm as possible. I forgot a few sentences and then I jumped on to another, making'em sound connected and ended my story in grace. Because I knew the teacher never bother to look at the piece of oral evident I wrote. So, it's okay for me to make mistakes or even, create some sentences in my mind to add into my text. She didn't aware of it. And this is what that disappointed me all this way. Frankly speaking, I love English but her attitude is ruining my interest and enthusiasm. Desperation is bubbling within me. In the first test i got only 50 something in my English and this does lessen my confidence though I knew my English has never been excellent. I'm making a tremendous effort to boost up my language. I knew I can do it step by step. Bless me guys.
It's all for today, take your sweet time and enjoy the miracles in you life. xoxo.

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