Hi everyone!
This post is a bit inspirational. I had to learn this lesson quicker than I wish would have, because it's hard to accept. I still haven't fully accepted it!
It's hard to do something you really enjoy and then to remember that someone, somewhere, is doing the same thing. Only better.
Okay. So in class one day, the kid in front of me turned around, looked me straight in the eye, and then said, "You know, you're not really the smartest person in this school. Or in this room." He then turned around. THE NERVE.
I'm seen as the "class nerd." (It's true, honestly. I spend most of my time reading, I finish projects early, and I tend to get straight A's. Wow, that sounded conceited.) I see myself as smart. It's one quality of myself that I actually like! Sometimes a test will be laid out before me, and everything will just click in my mind. Study or no study. So when he told me that, it made me step back and think.
I'm not the smartest. Anywhere.
And it's OKAY.
Everyone either is good, bad, or so-so at something, and it's part of who we are. For instance, I'm good at playing the piano, so-so at singing, and bad at playing the guitar (I'm still learning ok ok). It shows that we all have flaws, and it's amazing that we're all different.
Okay?
alright lovelies. i'll try to post more. ily'all!
ciao for now! xx
-h.m.
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