things always do not end up the way you want it to be....

i want to start this blog by saying that. i was made to impress. i did not even have butterflies in my stomach. heck! whoever will have butterflies in a class of arond 15 or less people present. so i try to let things go by. fun and no fun. till you are suddenly caught because of a fault. everything was going great! hello??? and with just one name, well lets just say everything got blown up. kindda like that. every fault that was seen in that whole presentation reflected my fault. the presentation was like my eternal extension. and i was not ready to accept defeat. i was ready to move on. but i hope i was given some ears to be listened to. some attention that will prove what my worth is. whatever comes out wrong, it is like there was something wrong that happened to me. and yes! i want all that inhibitions be changed. but i wish everyone will give me some time to right the wrong... change. or better yet, i would much likely to accept... chance. no one can turn back the hands of time to allow you to change, so better yet that i'd be given a chance to do what i could do and shine as much as i can. i am someone far better than what others see me as i am, and i know that i am, and i know that there will be a chance for me to prove my worth.

things always do not end up the way you want it to be. adding all the fators makes you arrive at an answer. the answer is always undetermined but it is still measureable. agree with me or not???