Am I going to reach the glass ceiling in the future due to focusing on work for now? Beats me. Besides, not exactly had I become a work-shy individual. Still and all, depression kind of held me back lately. Should I be glad I finally got a job as an ESL teacher. Nonetheless, still are there many things I have left undone. The deadpan expression on my face says it all. Moreover, one thing is for sure: By no means can I abate my resolve at trying to make up for the time lost. What is more, there is no time for slumping spirits. The intricacy of the path to success is indeed prominent. Be that as it may, if I keep on behaving like a needle stuck in a groove bewailing my problems, people are going to start getting bored to death. It is an understatement to say that the task I must complete in the foreseeable future will not have my work cut out. Not to mention that it is in fact hard to get off your tail once you have overcome depression. However, down I may be feeling whenever I talk to a friend, should I allow them to get a word in edgeways. You see, once I start off recounting my melodramas, it is nearly impossible to stop me. Moreover, not only should I focus on talking less about myself, but also on avoiding lax discipline. Notwithstanding, it will not be easy whatsoever. Thus, the need for me to set around finding a solution to all my dilemmas and to jot down on a list all the things that have to be get over with. Further, must I not soft-pedal my situation right now. I do not have that many opportunities left so as to mess up even more of them. Anyhow, of course have I noticed I have used way too many idioms in this writing. Even so, it is still fun to use them. In addition, this is not exactly formal writing. Next time, I would rather someone else made a post in lieu of me. Albeit, I am going to venture an write down one more expression. As annoying as this may sound, I may have such a consistent dinner in after this, owing to being starving that it sure will put hairs on my chest.
Oye!!!! I would love to put my red pen through some of the above. Too many words saying little. A case of verbal or written diarroea. :)
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