Yeah, you caught me
15 years ago
"ur ugly and u hide behind make up and u used to hate make up u a fake cause now ur being someone who ur not."
I found this as a question on my formspring. Yeah, I have one of those hhahaa, its riddiculous, but I don't go around telling people what it is cause I think its a waste of time. I haven't deleted it yet, cause well, i'm lazy.
This startled me, alot. I mean, I didn't realize how other people took it as, but then again I don't care. My feelings aren't really hurt, because they're right at a small level. Here, let me explain:
True:I am ugly.
But i'm not afraid to show my imperfections. I don't hide my zits, my scars, my eyebrows that are just not plucked enough, the abs that aren't on my stomach, and my mediocre bust size. I'm proud of my tiny asian eyes, my scrawny arms that can't touch the floor, my toes that curl up from tiny shoes when I was a kid, and my obnoxious smile that's always just too big.
False: I hide behind makeup.
No, you're wrong. I don't hide, I express. I express bold colors on my face, and even though it may not match my skin tone, i dont care, because it makes me happy.
False: I'm being someone i'm not.
I've changed, alot. Many of my friends can vouch for me on this, especially Celynna, Sara, Kevin, Igie, Camille..the list can go on and on. I was a prom-hating-punk-rocking-phase-changing-neon-extension-wearing-feministic-anti-photo-taking-makeup-are-for-losers-branding 5' girl for a good part of my life. In fact, I say this all the time, who I was would kick my butt and try to knock some senses into me. I wore baggy clothes, and was so ready to be different. Now, look at all my views that have changed on everything. I still wear baggy clothes, I am still as feministic ( if not more ) than I was back then. I'm still a prom hater, but I went anyway just to be with my friends. I grew out of a shell and found a new one, and within it came tons of new ideas and possibilities, and had I not opened my mind to it I wouldn't have had the opportunity to express myself in new ways.
I love who I am, I'm no different than you. Think about it, at the end of day, you're looking back at yourself in the mirror thinking damn, is this who I am now? And you decide whether you like it or not.
I've decided I kind of like this me.
I found this as a question on my formspring. Yeah, I have one of those hhahaa, its riddiculous, but I don't go around telling people what it is cause I think its a waste of time. I haven't deleted it yet, cause well, i'm lazy.
This startled me, alot. I mean, I didn't realize how other people took it as, but then again I don't care. My feelings aren't really hurt, because they're right at a small level. Here, let me explain:
True:I am ugly.
But i'm not afraid to show my imperfections. I don't hide my zits, my scars, my eyebrows that are just not plucked enough, the abs that aren't on my stomach, and my mediocre bust size. I'm proud of my tiny asian eyes, my scrawny arms that can't touch the floor, my toes that curl up from tiny shoes when I was a kid, and my obnoxious smile that's always just too big.
False: I hide behind makeup.
No, you're wrong. I don't hide, I express. I express bold colors on my face, and even though it may not match my skin tone, i dont care, because it makes me happy.
False: I'm being someone i'm not.
I've changed, alot. Many of my friends can vouch for me on this, especially Celynna, Sara, Kevin, Igie, Camille..the list can go on and on. I was a prom-hating-punk-rocking-phase-changing-neon-extension-wearing-feministic-anti-photo-taking-makeup-are-for-losers-branding 5' girl for a good part of my life. In fact, I say this all the time, who I was would kick my butt and try to knock some senses into me. I wore baggy clothes, and was so ready to be different. Now, look at all my views that have changed on everything. I still wear baggy clothes, I am still as feministic ( if not more ) than I was back then. I'm still a prom hater, but I went anyway just to be with my friends. I grew out of a shell and found a new one, and within it came tons of new ideas and possibilities, and had I not opened my mind to it I wouldn't have had the opportunity to express myself in new ways.
I love who I am, I'm no different than you. Think about it, at the end of day, you're looking back at yourself in the mirror thinking damn, is this who I am now? And you decide whether you like it or not.
I've decided I kind of like this me.
But you;re not ugly, so don't you eve dare say that