I stumbled upon my batchmate’s blog a few hours ago and I can say she really is a good writer, no doubt. She knows too well how to play with words. She’s so good that I think she can write her own book soon. Funny, it is, that I can think and about other people who can achieve this and that, who can be this and that in the future but when it comes to believing myself, I fail to do it. Here I go once again, feeling all these insecurities while telling myself I can never be good enough.