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We all have those days when we feel for ourselves that we are pretty… and then those days when we’re absolutely worn-down. Sometimes, we always wanted to look our best but that’s just not possible. If there’s anything I learned, it’s the fact that a woman who cannot be ugly is not pretty… that bad-hair-days are as normal as monthly periods, and that looking your best usually requires a fair amount of time spent in front of the mirror… but I’d rather spend a fair share of my allowance/savings hanging out with my friends—watching a movie, or FOOD-TRIPPING—than buying loads of make-up and changing your wardrobe on a monthly basis. Probably, it’s because I’ve got my best mirror—my friends! They compliment you when you’re pretty, and tease when you’re horrible… but I love them most when I feel like the latter, because that’s when they bring out the best in me… when I’m distraught and very much weary about everything, they sit down beside me and crack the most stupid jokes, and later on I find myself happy once more. And that’s when I’m recharged. When I’m happy, that’s when I feel pretty… and happiness inside radiates through you, and that’s when people see the real beauty in you.

In this world where good looks becomes a status-quo, I hope every girl out there would feel pretty deep down inside them no matter what other people might say, or regardless of what you might hear. Remember that you teach people how to treat you… so treat yourself right, and deserve the respect of other people. Never be afraid to be ugly, because those people who care for you won’t mind and they are the ones who truly matter in your life. Always give your smile, because that’s the sexiest curve in your body… and you may never know who you inspire with it. Feel beautiful inside, because that will always remain true no matter what they say. Beauty is subjective, and can never be defined by standards. So everyone’s beautiful—they need only to believe in it. And keep in mind that you will always remain beautiful for that person, or people, who truly love you—beautiful in and out. And most importantly, the kind of beauty that you would want to cultivate is the beauty deeply hidden in your hearts… because that’s where the most important people in your life resides, and that’s what God sees each day of our lives. A beautiful heart is the kind of treasure that our world needs… keep that in mind❤

Best of Me

Yeah, I may be bad, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be good. Yes I made mistakes in my life—I made a lot to be precise—but that doesn’t mean I haven’t done anything right. Yes, I have hurt people, broke some hearts and made empty promises, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t made anyone happy in one way or another. I am not perfect. Who is? But that doesn’t give you any right to judge me and belittle my ambitions, and put me into a cage of perfect pretensions. Yes, I am not as good as you think I am, but that doesn’t mean you can’t give me any chance to change what you think of me. I may not be an angel in the eyes of many, but for those few people who believe in me… I know I am okay. And as long as there are people who believe in second chances, I will be okay. Yes, I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it… but if I’m better, I can give you the best of me.

❤Shoes

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Good shoes takes you to good places… that I believe to be true. That’s probably why, when people say that “diamonds are a girl’s best friend”—I flinch…because I’d rather go for shoes! Yes. Shoes. Sometimes, it doesn’t have to be expensive or ostentatious. All it takes is a good fit…a comfortable one. Something on which you can walk with: strutting your grace, jumping with joy, and walking on grounds of beautiful places.

When we dream, we dream high… we dream big… with our feet on the ground. Isn’t marvelous to have your feet on the ground with good shoes in it?! After all, you have your dreams underway… better work in it with class.

This is just me, a girl talking… a girl who loves shoes!

For What It's Worth... Thank You♥

I am not the best writer…... for me, it doesn’t really matter because I like what I do—- I love what I do. This is what I do best. And God merits me for being proud and loud with this talent. Sometimes, with my words, I can touch hearts. Some people would really appreciate my work, saying “that’s really how I felt”, “you made me cry”... and with all these, I am even more inspired. Knowing that somehow, even in the simplest forms, you are able to touch a soul- is such a heartfelt privilege that I am truly grateful for. Yes, I may not be the best, but I am happy and content. In God’s eyes, I am doing just fine. And in everything I do, I do it for the greater Glory of our Lord……... and that is what truly matters! In this world, we all want to be appreciated for who we are. When people appreciate all the little things I am able to pull out of all my imperfections, I am moved. So, for all the people who loves me, cares for me, appreciates me……... GOD LOVES YOU, as much as I LOVE YOU! Kudos! 

Who would you be if you weren’t you?

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Sometimes, I imagine myself being somebody else…to be someone who does other things, live in other place, and be with other people. Someone who has the liberty to be someone she is, other than trying to be someone she’s not. It’s fun living other peoples’ role. A character made up by some infamous author in their novels…or an award-winning scriptwriter in their major film production…or just an ordinary real person walking the streets while humming the last song they’ve heard.

Some people wear masks of their other selves because they’re afraid to reveal their real faces. In this world full of people trying to prove that they’re a lot better than you, it’s a real challenge to step up and find that fuel to be ahead from the race. Sometimes we feel that it’s always not enough…that our efforts always fall short despite the hard work we put into it. And so, the next thing is to take the game to the next level. Try to outsmart them, break some rules, and never be underdogs. It’s a mask of protection—trying to hide the vulnerabilities that would cause our defeats…and protect us from a total meltdown. When people see that Achilles’ heel, shooting an arrow is just as easy as 1 2 3. Wearing that mask would separate us from people trying to pull us down…cause somehow, we are on the same race as they are.

Trying to wear that mask is never that easy. Maybe, being someone else would be a lot easier. Pretending is a habit for some people…to pretend to be strong, to be different, to be good…and to be happy. Living in this world is crazy—being with people who would always ponder on your mistakes, and criticize your every move. It’s always a busy ride trying to prove your worth…it’s a fast pace world, that slowing down would leave you far behind the rest.

Being someone else is easy. You just have to play that game like everybody does. Because being you means playing by the rules…and playing by the rules would mean a defeat…because not everybody plays by the rule…there’s only a few.


I like to be somebody else…because being me is difficult. Nevertheless, being somebody else means playing the game like everybody else does. It’s a game of cheating. It’s difficult to cheat life. It’s scary when it comes back on you. So, I guess, I’ll just stick to being myself…no need to carry that heavy mask and play the role that’s intended for somebody else. No one promised that life would be easy…and nobody said you’d love to be different. It’s fun though, trying to play others’ part, and finding out in the end, that you’re the better cut among the rest. Rules are made to be broken anyway…so why not make your own rules. Have a better game to be played. Everybody does that.

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The better image of a person radiates upon the light they emanate when everything around them is dark…

People have different images for us, and we strike different poses for them. Some people smile in front of a camera to project a happy image…some kink their nose, raise their eyebrows, or pout their lips to come out unique and funny. Everyone vies for a good capture…who wants to gaffe in a camera pic anyway?? Although we love seeing bloopers, and we laugh at them…when a camera lights flash, we always attempt to project the better side of us.

In life, people have expectations of us. In their expectations, sometimes we fall short and sometimes we step up big. In our society, they expect us to behave properly, and we sometimes follow the norms either consciously or unconsciously. While some people wanted to be different and just be crazy, trip in the mirth of breaking rules, and top up the fun with society hoots.

When we bluff the real image just to feed in people’s expectations of us, we never appreciate the real beauty of the picture. Instead we always try to evaluate the beauty that is too well hidden in the mask of perfect pretensions.

In life’s photographs, it is never a necessity to come up polished and perfect. What people look in the photo is the real image behind the capture…the unseen behind the scene…or may be the mystery that we try so hard to decipher…

When we decide to disclose our self with people, do we choose to reveal the real us? Or allow the mystery to creep in and let them discovery the real clarity from within?