A sense of regret and appreciation

Sometimes I wonder if I actually spend enough time showing my appreciation to those around me and feeling for those quiet ones. I mean take my literature teacher in JC, Mr Yeo, for instance. I mean he is one heck of a teacher who stood by me during my darkest times and even now listening to my soap operas in my life. Not to mention still editing my essays. I have a great deal of respect for him (beside the fact that we match 90%  in our personalities including our ambitions if we ever decide not to be teachers. God! We would have painted the town red!) It is people like him that inspire me to be a teacher. He does not need an award because he has won the hearts of many. The greatest award of all. Of course, he is not the only one, I have a list and I hope that somewhere in their busy lives, they know that I appreciate them for what they have done for me, just in case I do not have the opportunity to thank them.

Then there are those who are shy and quiet. I sometimes get carried away because I am a loud extrovert who seems to like the attention and the limelight. I tend to do things sometimes not aware of what people feel around me. At the current moment, I have a slight regret for a particular person who I have asked to not bother getting to know me. Ironic isn't it? I mean an attention seeker asking someone to ignore her? Well, lets put it this way, my mind thinks faster than my reaction. At the spur of the moment I challenged the person. I like chaos and challenges, but at the same time, a rough appproach in writing may not be the best option when it comes to undestanding the tone and mood of the person. I generally do not intend to hurt and I hope I have not done so. However on the other hand, now to think about it, it may just be up his alley. Words only hurt if a person fails to analyse it well. Diction has been crucial in sending the message. If he really read my message, he would understand the context in which the message was sent.

A special thanks to the person who once told me to write everyday. It does help me clear my mind and better express myself. It is indeed a great way for me to understand my own thoughts and feelings. Now I am curious, does the intent reader see it the way I do? I shall find out soon.