Saturday, February 7

Cold & Frosty Morning

Nobody can deny that first impressions are very important.

And where do people get their first impression of you? Your appearance, your posture, your gesture, your language.

(I must be so sick in love to be writing this... kanasai)

Lately, I've been telling myself, "You're not the kind of girl guys like."

Then again, I question myself, "What makes you think like that? You're not a guy."

The physical things I'm proud of are my fingers and legs.

Then I'm actually happy that I'm not a dumb blonde, yet rather discouraged because people say I look nerdy (Caryn thought that I'm the kind of person who doesn't go shopping).

Nothing beats the pain of having people comment on how young your mother looks. Yea la I'm kinda jealous. Yet there's another issue. People actually compare her and I, and the looks on their face often ask, "Why isn't she like her mom?"

Mr. Sean said that most guys don't like smart girls. Mr. Michael said that guys are affected by what they see.

There are girls who love me. Should I be homo?

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