depressed
i received my contact prints this morning. and i have one conclusion:
i'm one ugly girl.
i just have to come to terms with this. and i think i have. ugh. kelan ba ako huling nasabihan na maganda ako? nung grade 2 ako? this is of course not counting akelle, who tells me i'm beautiful every minute that we're together. and he does that because he's hopelessly (and blindly) in love with me. which is a very good(bad for him?) thing.
i know it sucks to measure myself according to how people see me. so. okay. when i saw myself in those graduation clothes. I thought i was ugly. how bad could it be? i realized that i was fat in all the wrong places. that i don't "shine" like other girls do. that i don't elicit a second look.
what i do elicit is, a shudder. god, i'm fat. god i'm ugly.
(thou shalt not use the name of god in vain.)
at least i looked "hot" in my creative shot. oh so now i get it. i have to dress like a hooker to be pretty.
earth, swallow me na!
i'm one ugly girl.
i just have to come to terms with this. and i think i have. ugh. kelan ba ako huling nasabihan na maganda ako? nung grade 2 ako? this is of course not counting akelle, who tells me i'm beautiful every minute that we're together. and he does that because he's hopelessly (and blindly) in love with me. which is a very good(bad for him?) thing.
i know it sucks to measure myself according to how people see me. so. okay. when i saw myself in those graduation clothes. I thought i was ugly. how bad could it be? i realized that i was fat in all the wrong places. that i don't "shine" like other girls do. that i don't elicit a second look.
what i do elicit is, a shudder. god, i'm fat. god i'm ugly.
(thou shalt not use the name of god in vain.)
at least i looked "hot" in my creative shot. oh so now i get it. i have to dress like a hooker to be pretty.
earth, swallow me na!