A speaker by the name of Justin came to our school and gave a talk on looking good today to the girls. He is an image consultant who founded Style-House, I guess. Quite interesting he was, and oh my he won Mr International Singapore 1999... Expected a guy who flexes his muscles and biceps but no, he came in a very presentable black suit with a blue tie.
Every girl's dream is to look good. Looking good is about pleasure to one's eyes, especially the one who is standing in front of the mirror and looking at her own reflection. We may not be breathtakingly beautiful on the outside, but I always believe in radiating the true beauty, the true you, through interactions. But at least, we are not exposing our flaws and be an eyesore to others. At least, when we see a presentable girl standing in our mirrors, looking straight at us, we will be more confident in ourselves. And this is NOT vain at all.
It's been rainy lately. Clouds are always rolling in, swift as they are, and conggregate together, and before you realized the next moment it's heavy downpour. But, they never last long. For a few minutes, an hour to the max, they'll subside, leaving what was dark now clear (the sky). And clean. Sometimes it feels like some cleansing procedure. The sky must have been disagreeing to what we've done lately, and decided send droplets of water down, in hope of cleaning, together with the air, our minds.
What is done cannot be undone. You cannot take back words which have been spoken as any child would to his toy. You cannot rewind time and pretend that harm is not done. But we can it pass, and let time dissolve everything. Remember the phrase 'see no evil'? Yep, we can still choose to ignore. Ignore the harm others did unto us, and do not unto others what you do not want others to do unto you.
I was waiting for bus 12 at the school bus stop today, when I decided to take a seat as I was too lazy to stand. Alright there may be cellulites building up already but there's always tomorrow to get rid of themXD. So I thought since bus 12 always comes at irregular timings, I could afford to stone and stare into space for a while. To relax my mind which has been suffering from info overload and beeping with warning today. Right, so I sat down there, crossed my legs (see, I'm demure) and took out my handphone. I did not know why I took it out, but I guess I just wanted to hold something. And STARED into space.
Time ticked, but I didn't notice how much it has passed. Slowly as a tortoise would, a rectangular object crawled into view. It took me ONE whole second to register that that tortoise of an object was actually the bus I was waiting for! By the time I realized it was already beside the bus stop. Quickly as I could, I jerked and grabbed my bag and dashed for it. Half of me was already expecting an embarrassing scene, whereby my attempt in stopping the bus was unsuccesful and had to return to the very same seat I got up from. It wasn't impossible if my attempt were to fail, for the bus was already ahead of me when I got up. The bus driver might not look at his rear mirror. And if that happened, it would be really embarrassing.
BUT! It pulled over eventually! For me! I was the only person who boarded the bus, and nobody alighted at my bus stop! I think I heaved a very loud sigh of relief...
On my way walking back to hostel, I was looking at my Nike shoes. They looked unusually fitting today. They did not look as awkward as they did yesterday. I guess things get better with time.
The same goes to people too. We have to spend some time with that person, before we can really judge his character. Because looks can be deceiving. And it doesn't do anybody justice if we were to always judge a person by first appeal.
I guess I've spoken too much today. I must get going. Next week is really gonna be a busy week with most subjects being tested within the week. Teachers really do think we study their subjects only - and ONLY their subjects. And they thought 24 hours a day is enough, because they wanted all the tests to fall in week 3. With Chem being the exception, I think, for once, the Chem tutors are merciful.
"Why is Sunday the strongest day of the week?"
"Because the others are week(weak)days."
...haahaahaahaa -.-""
