i dont know i just want to write, i have always loved writing, or typing in this sense, ever since i was a child. it's still clear though quite vaguely how i loved writing long pages of essays exceeding the limits and how i was having quite a trouble in completing a summary, the disease i would call as an outburst of words ~~~
i used to be a sensitive person. but not anymore. the basis for that underlying feeling that time could probably be attributed to my way of thinking trying to emphasize myself into the self of one that talked to me, but most unfortunate, that was a wrong a person. perhaps that could at least contribute to how i was long agooo...
slowly and efficiently, im becoming more opened as a person, readily to express my feelings as i should, being concern about what other people may think of myself rarely passes through my mind anymore, is it has to do with my conscious effort of trying to think positive of other people? yes it does.
it is amazing how positive we can be when we know that we at the stake of failure for not doing a certain job, and to finish it requires us to interact with someone that we deeply assume as the last person on earth that we'll kiss on the forehead. and trying to force our heart to feel good seems, theoretically and almost practically, is effecting the other person who we communicate to. at first that person might be quite rude, but as we go with the flow, putting aside our pride, they can have fun with us...
i have been trying to write a story about a girl named Mebel about two or three days ago. oh God, it was laborious to put ideas into words. spending three hours to finish the first paragraph was exhausting when it came to a matter of writing that required me to plan how the story would go. i would have utilized my whole day of contemplating on how to start or end a story, while at the same time i needed the time to focus and think on something else.
my sole purpose at the moment is to develop a good mental attitude as this will bring up my emotional intelligence to a higher level, in other words, it will help me to deal or work in situations under pressure without disturbing the peace inside of me, though to be in situations of risky calamity is anyone's last choice.
i used to be a sensitive person. but not anymore. the basis for that underlying feeling that time could probably be attributed to my way of thinking trying to emphasize myself into the self of one that talked to me, but most unfortunate, that was a wrong a person. perhaps that could at least contribute to how i was long agooo...
slowly and efficiently, im becoming more opened as a person, readily to express my feelings as i should, being concern about what other people may think of myself rarely passes through my mind anymore, is it has to do with my conscious effort of trying to think positive of other people? yes it does.
it is amazing how positive we can be when we know that we at the stake of failure for not doing a certain job, and to finish it requires us to interact with someone that we deeply assume as the last person on earth that we'll kiss on the forehead. and trying to force our heart to feel good seems, theoretically and almost practically, is effecting the other person who we communicate to. at first that person might be quite rude, but as we go with the flow, putting aside our pride, they can have fun with us...
i have been trying to write a story about a girl named Mebel about two or three days ago. oh God, it was laborious to put ideas into words. spending three hours to finish the first paragraph was exhausting when it came to a matter of writing that required me to plan how the story would go. i would have utilized my whole day of contemplating on how to start or end a story, while at the same time i needed the time to focus and think on something else.
my sole purpose at the moment is to develop a good mental attitude as this will bring up my emotional intelligence to a higher level, in other words, it will help me to deal or work in situations under pressure without disturbing the peace inside of me, though to be in situations of risky calamity is anyone's last choice.
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