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24 years... in this skin, with this face
i have lived slightly more than 24 years in this skin, with this face. i must say, i never quite at any point of my life like the skin that i am in, love the face i was given. i am Asian fair, but i am still yellow. we have a phrase in Chinese that goes like this "yellow faced women" and you sure don't want anyone, especially your lover to call you by that because that means old haggard woman. so thats me.
i have a face that i would never consider pretty. with that said, i was never those popular kids in school that had all the attention of everyone else. i was just a plain jane, trying to get past my education career and into a local university and on to a decent job. on a side note, decent job, you hear it, i have had dreams, i must clarify, but really, i leave that all into God's hands. i pray about it and if He leads me there, i give thanks, even if He decides otherwise, i give thanks. what more can i ask when God my creator is leading me to where He wants to lead me. so well, that aside, i have a decent job with an interesting job scope, so i am not complaining.
back to my talk about my face. like i said, i dont have a pretty face, but what i think i have is a childish face that helps me to pass off using the bus concession despite the fact that i sometimes do miss school but have graduated almost a year ago. i have a blur face or rather i have the perpetual "what the hell am i doing here" face as many have told me. i am never photogenic, i sucks in photos. really ugly i am not kidding you.
but yesterday in office, while ranting to my colleague, she said, "you have the atas fierce look". oh wow i thought. i never associated myself with those words; atas, fierce. then that night i asked a close friend, and she said i look cold and fierce and style. oh well since more than 1 person said so, i shall take it.
today i stared into the mirror and saw my own reflection, and i thought, well, i like the cold look that i have. with my natural messy hair, i can easily pass off as those model you see on fashion magazines parading their outfits.
for that, i am staring to like this face that i have. it feels good to be comfortable with what God has given you. i know many are struggling with that, but well, its never too late to accept your looks, accept who you are, because God loves you for everything you are.
i have a face that i would never consider pretty. with that said, i was never those popular kids in school that had all the attention of everyone else. i was just a plain jane, trying to get past my education career and into a local university and on to a decent job. on a side note, decent job, you hear it, i have had dreams, i must clarify, but really, i leave that all into God's hands. i pray about it and if He leads me there, i give thanks, even if He decides otherwise, i give thanks. what more can i ask when God my creator is leading me to where He wants to lead me. so well, that aside, i have a decent job with an interesting job scope, so i am not complaining.
back to my talk about my face. like i said, i dont have a pretty face, but what i think i have is a childish face that helps me to pass off using the bus concession despite the fact that i sometimes do miss school but have graduated almost a year ago. i have a blur face or rather i have the perpetual "what the hell am i doing here" face as many have told me. i am never photogenic, i sucks in photos. really ugly i am not kidding you.
but yesterday in office, while ranting to my colleague, she said, "you have the atas fierce look". oh wow i thought. i never associated myself with those words; atas, fierce. then that night i asked a close friend, and she said i look cold and fierce and style. oh well since more than 1 person said so, i shall take it.
today i stared into the mirror and saw my own reflection, and i thought, well, i like the cold look that i have. with my natural messy hair, i can easily pass off as those model you see on fashion magazines parading their outfits.
for that, i am staring to like this face that i have. it feels good to be comfortable with what God has given you. i know many are struggling with that, but well, its never too late to accept your looks, accept who you are, because God loves you for everything you are.
cheers!
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