Ik ben aan een nieuw verhaal aan het schrijven, maar die is dus half nederlands/half engels. En ik kan best wel goed engels, vind ik zelf, maar soms denk ik wel even van 'Hee, klopt dit wel?'
En normaal gesproken leest een vriend van mij die stukjes dan, en haalt hij de fouten eruit maar hij is nu op vakantie ):
Dus ik dacht, nou maar op quizlet zit vast ook wel iemand die mij dat kan vertellen
Het gaat om het volgende stukje tekst:
Here’s the thing: Waiting around for someone to make up their mind about you, to dignify you with contact, a relationship, decency, a change of self or whatever, devalues you. But yet, we keep on waiting because we rather feel miserable doing so then doing something that scares us. Like reaching out.
Because even when every single bone in our bodies wants to make a move there's always this voice in the back of our heads telling us off. Letting us know what could go wrong, and that terrifies us. But we need to ask ourselfs 'Well, what's the worst thing that can happen?'
Getting rejected? Being said no to?
Is that really what is keeping us from going after the things we love?
And why is it that when all these fears are running trough our minds we never once stop to think about what could go right?
[ bericht aangepast op 6 mei 2012 - 18:12 ]
The only thing that's going to bother me, is that you all call yourselfs my friends.