whoiszephyreally

You know, I’m not so sure (of) myself. Anyway I’ve got IOC tomorrow, to those who don’t know, it’s an internally assessed literature test, which involves me delivering a 12 minute oral commentary on a randomly selected extract out of 18 from either King Lear, or 6 other poems. As you might have noticed, my title and what I’m talking about right now don’t seem to fit into much of a flow, saying much about my writing/speaking ability.

I decided to write something here after reading one of my younger brother’s blog posts, and my, have I been humbled. I should post links on this blog soon.

How am I feeling? Strangely, not very stressed, but should I be? IOC will be like over in less than a day’s time, and I have been preparing for it for the past 2 weeks. During which, I pushed myself by comparing my progress with those I were studying with. Slowly, and I emphasise the word, because that’s how I constantly described my progress, I managed to finish most of my preparation. Why do I say this? I’m trying to link everything back to the topic of my post: self-reflection. I am unhappy with myself. I should treat people better, I should be humble, willing to learn. Do please keep reminding me.

Hm I guess I’ve just managed to do some self-reflection while writing this post. Also, I realise that I care a lot about how people see me, judging from how much I edited this post before publishing it. Maybe that’s not a good thing, maybe I should only bother about how God sees me. My youth leader did say that I should apply what I learn to my own life first before I tell others what they should do. I shall try.

Irony: Why am I even keeping a blog? Man.. Life is complex.