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Walking is a task that i enjoy, its gives me great pleasure (no, not in that sense, damn it idzo! haha) to see how we turn left and right using nothing but the swing of our hips; it swivels!! seriously, have you ever stopped to see how we change directions in the streets, the complexity of the relationship between the brain and our legs is beyond me... and that is why im not cut out for med school... its either that or my horrible 'a' levels results.. shattap!
you know what ive never understood? insecurities, well perhaps, i do have a certain recollection of what it means to be insecure, my depression era has taught me the true meaning of the damn word, it feeds on you, makes you feel worthless at what you may find to be a fault in your system. however this "fault" may not even be visible to the society as a whole. what im trying to get across here is the idea that your insecurites are your own personal demon, no, not the Succubus, Iffrit or Leviathan kind, more towards the "voices in my head that tells me to cut off my own ping ping" kind... society is blind my dear readers
the most common kind of insecurity is prolly the one involving the physical body. "i'm too ugly/short/skinny/fat/bald" and so on and so on. However, does what you look like ever defines who you are? unless of course, you're out there to make a statement, case in point; superman. im not saying that people wont judge you, sure they will, but how will that affect who you are as a person? to answer my own rhetorical question, no! if it does affect you, then by joe, you need help oh dear reader
the people that i adore the most are the ones who embrace their insecurities, i do see the paradox in this statement, how my judgement of a person is based on what they do with their insecurities, but please take in a positive light will ya? now shattap, eat a cookie..
where was i, oh yeah, for example, i have this friend; the beautiful princess named ruzanna. now those who knows her well enough will say that this little cookie is a sandwhich short of a picnic (yes i do realise that im using a lot of food imageries, im hungry damn it), but she embraces the nutty side, and to me that my fwens, that is beautiful
now im gonna go and get me a cuban visa, cos i know that ru will prolly come after me with bloodlust... she's gonna skin me with a spoon
wheeeeeeeeeeee
you know what ive never understood? insecurities, well perhaps, i do have a certain recollection of what it means to be insecure, my depression era has taught me the true meaning of the damn word, it feeds on you, makes you feel worthless at what you may find to be a fault in your system. however this "fault" may not even be visible to the society as a whole. what im trying to get across here is the idea that your insecurites are your own personal demon, no, not the Succubus, Iffrit or Leviathan kind, more towards the "voices in my head that tells me to cut off my own ping ping" kind... society is blind my dear readers
the most common kind of insecurity is prolly the one involving the physical body. "i'm too ugly/short/skinny/fat/bald" and so on and so on. However, does what you look like ever defines who you are? unless of course, you're out there to make a statement, case in point; superman. im not saying that people wont judge you, sure they will, but how will that affect who you are as a person? to answer my own rhetorical question, no! if it does affect you, then by joe, you need help oh dear reader
the people that i adore the most are the ones who embrace their insecurities, i do see the paradox in this statement, how my judgement of a person is based on what they do with their insecurities, but please take in a positive light will ya? now shattap, eat a cookie..
where was i, oh yeah, for example, i have this friend; the beautiful princess named ruzanna. now those who knows her well enough will say that this little cookie is a sandwhich short of a picnic (yes i do realise that im using a lot of food imageries, im hungry damn it), but she embraces the nutty side, and to me that my fwens, that is beautiful
now im gonna go and get me a cuban visa, cos i know that ru will prolly come after me with bloodlust... she's gonna skin me with a spoon
wheeeeeeeeeeee
posted by Akerzz at 5:32 AM
2 Comments:
hi friend,
i'm too skinny, my bmi is 15, its hell looking for a pair of jeans which fit (the ass always has the flat look, like, a deflated balloon), but hey,
I EAT WHATEVER I WANT, WHENEVER I WANT, HOWEVER MUCH I WANT.
mmm.....
gimme chocolate cake.
Awwww... I'm pretty much wishing that the "Ru comment" had come after my whole "hitting on her sister through Facebook" stage. Would have perhaps spared me a very long tongue-lashing when I come home.
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