one of the worst things about going back to school is that you have to encounter your worse fears. you get to meet people that are important, brilliant, and plain geniuses.
i feel so inadequate most of the time. i keep wondering what i'm doing. i'm not going to make it big anywhere.
one of the things about being successful in the US is that you have to know how to talk. if you don't know how to talk, if you can't get the words out and express what you mean and communicate, no one is going to listen..no one is going to ask. no one is going to care. i just don't know how to talk. i don't like to talk. i'm hopeless.
during class, when we're supposed to be talking to our teacher about what we've been doing, my partner can ramble on forever about this and that. i have absolutely nothing to say. not only that, i'm too nervous to speak. explaining myself is so awkward. i do things so intuitively, it's so hard to articulate what i'm thinking in words.
who was it? some de constructivist said that everything is a misinterpretation...that thought expressed in words or writing have built in errors..there is already a mistake built into that process..therefore all misinterpretations are valid....
i thought that was pretty interesting. i'm a walking misinterpretation. i guess i should be happy that i'm valid.
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