What the Hell?
When I was about 5, in a span of 24 hours, my Dad shared his wisdom by stressing that "nobody's perfect" and in class my teacher explained that "practice makes perfect." It was a contradiction that confused me then, and I'm still a bit bothered by it to this day.
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2 comments:
Your blog is not interesting.
And yet, I feel compelled to read it.
"Nobody's perfect"
"Practice makes perfect"
Hence "Nobody practices enough to be perfect". Case solved.
In case this notification ever shows up in your mail or whatever and you come across this comment:
You must be wondering why an anonymous person is commenting on this blog which is really really ancient after all these years. I'm afraid you will never know. And this will be the thing that will bother you in place of the one in the blog post.
Have fun!
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