I don’t know what’s with me. Or rather, I haven’t thought enough about that side of me yet. But there is this desire in me to be great at everything I do. It’s like, I must be the greatest in every field that I am in. And I’m really trying but I know I’ll never be the greatest since I know I lack in so many things. But thinking of it these past few days, I’ve realized that I’m not really a specialist at anything. I could dance but I’m not a great one. I could write but I’m not a great one. I could do paper works (like my Secretary tasks in my org or thesis works) but I’m not a great one. I know things about the great K but I’m not a great one. I am a daughter but I’m definitely not a great one. From these, I think the only thing I’m great at is…not being so great.