*math enters the brain*
Ok so 5x4 20Than 80+80 is 160 and that times two.
So 160+160...
I didn’t get to finish before my flat mate was, I’ll say “amazed” by my
mathematical solving tactics. Than he says he’s good at math and I say I’m not
(and try not to notice his comforting yet false expression of surprise)
“so you’re not good at math, not good at geography.. science?”“noo”
“so what would you say you are you good at”
*drum roll*
...Just keep imagining a drum roll.
In this 2-4 second window I was searching my brains glove compartment for a
piece of knowledge I threw in there with some napkins and Canadian tire money.
And I came up with .....
“Uh writing, I write some poems and I did good in my English classes”
Side note- Microsoft word just corrected 3 words in that sentence for me...what
the what.
And now I’m thinking writing is definitely not the write answer. And I
thinking about all these things that we have mini brain farts about trying to
spit out the rightest or nicest answers.
I had some seriously rich and wholesome tasty conversation at a house part/
fundraiser last night, about this similar concept and many other things. Shout
out to Herman ,Tom and friends. Your intellectual beauties <3
Anyways I am always defeating myself in these little ways, thinking I’m
under the bar and I’m noticing it and trying to tell this bar to gtfo and tell
myself. Raishhaaaaa you, you human of wonder and life, love, brains, beauty and
more. I’m good at sooo many things, irregular possibly never going to achieve
me any status of success in this world things, But things non the less!! So set
your own bar. Or maybe forget about the bar. Or maybe just know it’s there and
it’s not the bar necessarily that’s harmful, but in the wrong hands or wrong
state of mind that bar will mess you up.
Well I don’t know if sense was made but here’s a quote.
“It’s not about being self made, but being self proclaimed”
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