It just dawned onto me that i still have a long way towards my mastery of the English language.
English is not just layering and decorating my sentences with fancy synonyms, its more about the sentence structure, originality and creating suspense.
Instead of a mere facade of what seems like chim english, there's still a plentitude of room for amelioration. People, i'm open to critics, go ahead and berate me. I'll tolerate all kind of impudence coming my way, no matter how bitter, i'll take it in my stride. Instead of lamenting, i will try to improve.
After lingering/stoning in introspection, i realised i can't let go of her yet. Perhaps its that i;ve placed her on the pedestal, indulging myself in all her granduer, splendour. Its like as if i'm beguiled by her alluring face to the hilt?
I'm quite adamant about this limerence though, despite the fact that it turns on and off occasionally.
I feel that i'm living in my own surrealism.
Anyway, i realized that mu church doesnt have a pulpit!:(
But............................
the congregation there never fails to be beaming with zeal, love and jubilance.
My next post shall be a narrative, but a pretty short one though:)
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