Quick blog before I leave to work. I start at 10.30 and finish at 7 wah

Anyways yesterday got me thinking about this girl... she's probably a woman ...

The first set of uni textbooks I ever bought last year was from someone whop pre-owned them. I met her off some facebook thing and we talked and negotiated over the chat and sorted out times to meet up. I saw her display picture to make sure I knew who I was looking for.

I'll describe her to you

• Tall, long legs
• long blonde straight hair
• thick cat eye liner/ whollllllly what is it called..... total blackout..... um.... liquid liner!!! Like an egyptian
• big pouty lips
• short dress/ outfit/ exposed
• major high heels, almost platforms
• stripper stockings

Sounds.... yeh...

But when I met her, she was the most loveliest, friendliest, sweetest, kindest, warmest person ever. She was nothing like what she dressed. I was blown away. Like she was such a darling. A softy.

We're still friends on fb and she tends to post stuff about her adventures and what not since she left to go and live in England after she sold the textbooks to me. She seems to be having a lot of fun. And when she posts stuff, it's mostly about her looks and judgements that she gets. She literally doesn't care what people has to say about her and what she wears. She's so confident, it's admirable. She only cares that as long as she remains humble and down to earth behind what she appears to be on the outside, that she knows she's a good person. She's so cool. I'm glad I met her. And when she voices her opinions or talks to people, she's so friendly.

Til this day I'm still so amazed at how friendly she is. I love that. I love how someone can change your entire perspective on them or in general. I admit to having judge someone for their looks because it makes me scared to approach them which is why I tend to avoid them. I try not to these days and when I do see someone who is totally out of my comfort zone, I'll approach them with a friend or something and get to know them through that and hopefully in the end get to know them personally. It's fascinating (to me) how people appear to dress so differently than what they are in the inside. Like I've never thought about wearing stripper stockings (coz i don't like them lol) but just stuff like tops that show a bit of your skin or shorts that slightly run up your ass, makes me go... why don't I like doing that and other people do.

omg i just remembered watching something on tv about scientific research on our surroundings, whether ourselves, as a person, is influenced by genetics or the environment. I strongly don't think it's genetics. I mean as a baby til the age of 5 but when you hit school, you meet people and they share their stories or cultures and you just ... discover yourself from there. I don't think there's a true self. I think we're constantly changing. I mean I could be a business-woman in 10 years time and not an actress... not that ... i ... want .. to... coz.. i .. don't....

Bye.

(excuse any grammatical or punctual mistakes I made)

Bye.

Bye.

Thursday, January 9, 2014 8:58 AM