I AM NOT SHY

Some people might tell you that I'm shy.  Don't listen to them.

I like the word "reserved", but it doesn't really suit me.  Sure, I might not laugh at your inappropriate jokes, and I may not be in-your-face clingy, but I ain't shy.  Farthest thing sanely from it.

This week has been proof of that.  "Who is going first?"  is the inevitable question in a master class, private lesson, etc.  All the girls in my group are shy.  Just plain shy.  So, guess who goes first?  "ME!  PICK ME!"  Ok, no, I'm not obnoxious like that, but I do volunteer to go first if no one else wants to.  I don't mind.

Oh, and lectures.  OH.  MY.  GOODNESS.  Talk about a lack of class participation.  I mean, every minute tons of questions are being directed at us, the listeners.  And who, out of the whole group of 9 people is answering them?  Myself, and one other girl, and I do believe I talked more than she did.  I have always been like this.  I've got answers, and by golly, if no one else does, I'm going to answer the question.  My answer may not always be right, but at least I'm learning.  That's the point, isn't it?

I am a "teacher's pet".  Yep.  I don't try to be, but I work hard and try my best at most everything I do(note the most; I'm not even close to perfect), and that seems to be good enough for my teachers.  It's sad that simply trying has become the standard of excellence.  But that's neither here nor there, nor in the air, or on a bear, or by the chair.  Sorry for that.

Back to the outgoingness.  Maybe it's because I'm not afraid to be wrong.  Here's a quick conversation with a friend about a lecture:
Me:  I felt like I was the only one talking.
Friend:  You were.
She meant this in jest; maybe half-jest; OK, maybe she meant it.  The truth is, I'm not afraid to be wrong.  Perfection is boring, therefore, I provide myself with plenty of material.  Always trying to be right is a dangerous thing.  Step out of that comfort zone for once.  Be wrong.  It can be fun.

I am not shy.