"im nto talking to u until u type english with letters"
Hahaahah!
Aijilemak is going crazy because of Ahsas, I honestly don't know why she doesn't think about Aroc. If she doesn't want Aroc, I'll snag him. Hahah, just kidding Ikik! Lotsa studying happening today. Was also the practice awards assembly. Front row, second seat. Haha. Meaning I get the award second.
This is a story of a girl.
Deprived of reality, and sentenced to life in obscurity; she fell into the arms of her two comforts. Her friends, where her love lay; and where animosity lurked ever so in her mind. Of the friends, one was diligent and to the point, and the other was perfection in every possible way. Perfection was the epitome of success. She had it all, she had the intelligence, beauty, and the ostentatious behaviour one would expect. Yet, the girl yearned to be like her.
In anything Mediocre did, she never exceeded yet never failed, but she just couldn't do it right. She wanted beauty, but beauty wasn’t as altruistic to her as it was to Perfection. Mediocre put on make-up and bought the fancy clothes, yet it amounted to only artificial and incomplete beauty, and so Mediocre only turned out to be mediocre. She tried to excel in academics, as Diligent did, yet attempts at perfection failed, she did not possess the natural talent required, and her failures only diminished her further. She began to doubt her value, and it mattered not what others told her, she could not get over her own insecurities.
This story doesn't end with Prince Charming coming and telling Mediocre she is beautiful and amazing, and Perfection does not get third degree burns from hydrochloric acid being accidentally thrown unto her face, and diligent does not, in turn, lose her eyesight due to a (concurrently coincidental) accident.
Throughout the years, Mediocre's animosity towards her friends grew; it grew to a point at which she was blinded by jealousy and envy. At every opportunity Mediocre got, she would undermine her friends, instead of showing compassion towards as a true friend would.
One day, Diligent moved away to better things in life, and fed up, Perfection joined. All of a sudden, Mediocre realized what a great opportunity she had. The heavens had given her a second chance. And this would be her time to escape the shadows of Diligent and Perfection and be something. So Mediocre did her hair the same as Perfection had done it, she would read the same books as Diligent, and she would make the same friends as Diligent and Perfection. She would become what they had never accomplished; she reached her pinnacle and would henceforth act as a paradigm of success.
Yet the attempt at Diligent and Perfection's lifestyle merely injured her own case for making a new identity for herself. Mediocre had lost what she wanted to be in those days in the shadows of her friends; she had lost her own identity and merely taken those of her friends. She had become something else... she had really become MEDIOCRE.
(Because of all her insecurities and not accepting who she really was, she become someone who she always thought she was, instead of who she could be.)
Aijilemak is going crazy because of Ahsas, I honestly don't know why she doesn't think about Aroc. If she doesn't want Aroc, I'll snag him. Hahah, just kidding Ikik! Lotsa studying happening today. Was also the practice awards assembly. Front row, second seat. Haha. Meaning I get the award second.
This is a story of a girl.
Deprived of reality, and sentenced to life in obscurity; she fell into the arms of her two comforts. Her friends, where her love lay; and where animosity lurked ever so in her mind. Of the friends, one was diligent and to the point, and the other was perfection in every possible way. Perfection was the epitome of success. She had it all, she had the intelligence, beauty, and the ostentatious behaviour one would expect. Yet, the girl yearned to be like her.
In anything Mediocre did, she never exceeded yet never failed, but she just couldn't do it right. She wanted beauty, but beauty wasn’t as altruistic to her as it was to Perfection. Mediocre put on make-up and bought the fancy clothes, yet it amounted to only artificial and incomplete beauty, and so Mediocre only turned out to be mediocre. She tried to excel in academics, as Diligent did, yet attempts at perfection failed, she did not possess the natural talent required, and her failures only diminished her further. She began to doubt her value, and it mattered not what others told her, she could not get over her own insecurities.
This story doesn't end with Prince Charming coming and telling Mediocre she is beautiful and amazing, and Perfection does not get third degree burns from hydrochloric acid being accidentally thrown unto her face, and diligent does not, in turn, lose her eyesight due to a (concurrently coincidental) accident.
Throughout the years, Mediocre's animosity towards her friends grew; it grew to a point at which she was blinded by jealousy and envy. At every opportunity Mediocre got, she would undermine her friends, instead of showing compassion towards as a true friend would.
One day, Diligent moved away to better things in life, and fed up, Perfection joined. All of a sudden, Mediocre realized what a great opportunity she had. The heavens had given her a second chance. And this would be her time to escape the shadows of Diligent and Perfection and be something. So Mediocre did her hair the same as Perfection had done it, she would read the same books as Diligent, and she would make the same friends as Diligent and Perfection. She would become what they had never accomplished; she reached her pinnacle and would henceforth act as a paradigm of success.
Yet the attempt at Diligent and Perfection's lifestyle merely injured her own case for making a new identity for herself. Mediocre had lost what she wanted to be in those days in the shadows of her friends; she had lost her own identity and merely taken those of her friends. She had become something else... she had really become MEDIOCRE.
(Because of all her insecurities and not accepting who she really was, she become someone who she always thought she was, instead of who she could be.)