During our English time today, we were asked to deliver our speech and I was the first one to deliver mine. GAWD! You could have seen the look on my face!! D: I was totally scared and nervous and blah that right after my speech, I cried. Well, I have reasons. 

1st- I was so nervous

2nd- I didn't forget my lines but stuttered in saying them

and 3rd- I didn't finish my speech since we have a duration of 2 minutes only.

And I only have a paragraph left to recite before my whole speech ends. T^T Talk about bad luck. 

But I was still happy because my English teacher gave me 19 points out of 21. It's still ok, right?

Here's my speech though, to those who would like to or interested in reading it  :)

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Not So Perfect

The word "unique" speaks for itself. Judging by the spelling, you could tell that there's something pretty special about it. We could pronounce and roll the word on our tongue again and again and chant it like some kind of hypnotic spell. And we also never fail to use the word unique in describing ourselves.

If you try to look up the word in the dictionary, it means 'being the only one of its kind'. So, it refers to something that's rare, unusual and special. And if you call or describe yourself as someone who’s unique then that indicates that there's no one out there, on this earth and the entire universe who’s exactly like you.

When I was a child, I had always known that I am unique. But as I grew older, met various people and made lots of friends, something just hit me. Like a brick from the sky just fell and hit me so hard in the head making me realize that - Oh! I'm not the only one. And that made me doubt myself if ever I am really unique.

I found out that I'm not the only one who bites her nails when she's nervous or bored, I'm not the only one who worries of her fats and decides to go on a so called diet and a friend would then say that 'you're not on a diet anymore instead you’re going on a hunger strike', not the only one who forgets to budget her allowance and spends it all on whatever she wants to buy, and I surely am not the only one who swoons and gets all giddy whenever her crush is around. Lately, I discovered that these are just common traits that people have and that there's nothing really special about them because they're not rare, they're not unusual, they're just actually common traits.

But as you go over through the things that I've mentioned above, you could tell that I'm not perfect. That I make mistakes, do stupid things and gets all out of control. I admit, I'm not a child that every parent would want to have, not a friend that every person would like to rely on and definitely not someone who knows every little thing in this world. But to tell you, imperfection is what makes me love myself even more.

And you know what? I am happy with my life this way. I love how everything is not-so-perfect. I love how the world revolves around me, how I am being loved, cared, cherished, how I make the first impressions, how I do my thing, and how I know myself in a not-so-perfect way. I'll say that I'm not yet contented with those things because I know that I deserve more but I'll enjoy them now and would definitely look forward to the not-so-perfect things that I'll have in the future. And what makes me unique now? It's because I am not-so-perfect and I know it very well. :)

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So, how was it? :D