I’m just sick of being called ugly.
I am part of the 304 girls in the batch where lots of them are gorgeous as hell. When I say “gorgeous”, it means being as thin as a supermodel, well-endowed, looks like a celebrity, wears fashionable clothes, and has lots of suitors even they’re not even that smart. Oh yes, she also belongs to the most dominant clique in the batch. Privileges I never had in my life I want to have before I become a college freshman.
Why am I telling this? I’ll always look at photos of some schoolmates and wish I had their faces. I would wish I was as thin as them. Okay, here comes Candice the chubby-cheeked, eyeglass-wearing gal. I want to wear contacts because I don’t want to look too dorky with my specs, but my parents won’t allow me to. They think they’re dangerous for me. Come on. I just want them.
The point is, everytime I pass around the corridors, some would hurl about my looks. They’ll always tell me how ugly I am. They’ll say, “You look like a wart”, “No guy will like you because you’re fat and ugly”, “Every girl in the school is way prettier than you”, and such other hurtful comments. Some will even compare me to our batch’s “Beautiful People” (whoever they are) and say I’m no match for them. You know what? Because of those comments, my desire to be good-looking toppled to the extreme. I developed an interest in fashion and started wearing face powder to school. I admired classic beauties. I began to build up my self-confidence through my talents.
But still, it wasn’t enough. All I want to hear is a compliment on how beautiful I am. I think there are lots of people out there who are ashamed to say that in front of my face. That’s the way the universe works. People are just too shy to say anything good about you sometimes. Well at least, I appreciate the compliments I get from my parents, relatives, friends, classmates, teachers, and online buddies who’ve seen my photos. I wish there are more people who’ll do that someday. Wishes?
I wish I was thin….but I’ll never be one since I’m big-boned.
Tomorrow will be a trip to CS Garments for our PALIHAN and I need to get some sleep. Next week is definitely a busy week for me! :)
I am part of the 304 girls in the batch where lots of them are gorgeous as hell. When I say “gorgeous”, it means being as thin as a supermodel, well-endowed, looks like a celebrity, wears fashionable clothes, and has lots of suitors even they’re not even that smart. Oh yes, she also belongs to the most dominant clique in the batch. Privileges I never had in my life I want to have before I become a college freshman.
Why am I telling this? I’ll always look at photos of some schoolmates and wish I had their faces. I would wish I was as thin as them. Okay, here comes Candice the chubby-cheeked, eyeglass-wearing gal. I want to wear contacts because I don’t want to look too dorky with my specs, but my parents won’t allow me to. They think they’re dangerous for me. Come on. I just want them.
The point is, everytime I pass around the corridors, some would hurl about my looks. They’ll always tell me how ugly I am. They’ll say, “You look like a wart”, “No guy will like you because you’re fat and ugly”, “Every girl in the school is way prettier than you”, and such other hurtful comments. Some will even compare me to our batch’s “Beautiful People” (whoever they are) and say I’m no match for them. You know what? Because of those comments, my desire to be good-looking toppled to the extreme. I developed an interest in fashion and started wearing face powder to school. I admired classic beauties. I began to build up my self-confidence through my talents.
But still, it wasn’t enough. All I want to hear is a compliment on how beautiful I am. I think there are lots of people out there who are ashamed to say that in front of my face. That’s the way the universe works. People are just too shy to say anything good about you sometimes. Well at least, I appreciate the compliments I get from my parents, relatives, friends, classmates, teachers, and online buddies who’ve seen my photos. I wish there are more people who’ll do that someday. Wishes?
I wish I was thin….but I’ll never be one since I’m big-boned.
Tomorrow will be a trip to CS Garments for our PALIHAN and I need to get some sleep. Next week is definitely a busy week for me! :)
