Beauty

Supa asked me about my 2 brothers yesterday. i guess we are in an age where looks matter a whole lot to us. she asked if my little bro will grow up some day to become as handsome as my 15 year old bro. i said he will be handsome but will not have the same attraction as my other bro will give. somehow he will have another kind of attraction, which is his intellectual, his caring nature and his much more innocent allure. that i believe, there has to be something different about a person to stand out in the crowd. but no matter what happens they will still be a part of my life, from childhood to maybe adulthood.

in english class yesterday, our teacher wanted us to comment on the 2006 DKNY perfume ad. there were apples, even the perfume itself was shaped as an apple with an apple like tag at the silver top of the perfume bottle. then khai saw this ad and said,
"the girl is so hot!" i couldn't help it, and laughed out loud with the others.
"you should watch less porn you know" hanah said irritatedly. i admit he should. it a damned nuinsense sometimes and its rude when you are talking to a person. he even made up a fantasy of being married to our beautiful english teacher. he had this really short haircut this time. hanah said he looked like a girl. when i gave a "speculation", he kept shaking his head asking me to deny what hanah said. then hanah told him to remove his glasses, and when he removed them... damn there could be no other boy looking more like a girl anymore. he pouted his lips then said,
"i'm not a gay and i wish to fuck a girl every single day!" at that time we really did double over, laughing into fits. talking about rude, it's also hilarious when he gets the full attention of the girls by being laughed at. we are so damned bad!
when i went to pick my little bro up, one of the student's mom always dressed to show her full body figure. whatever she chooses to dress, her code was to always look provocative. and the thing was that she always did. yesterday she was walking in the opposite direction to me across the road. she put up that haughty head of hers and walk straight across the road without bothering to look at the cars and still looked as she always did. i arched an eyebrow at her and looked towards the coming car's direction and guess what. the car's driver was actually a lady and her effort of staying sexy, came to nothing. haha, she just crossed the road as if all the drivers were male with drooping saliva from their mouth. thats the problem of being beautiful. sometimes you become so attentive to your appearance that you miss every single thing surrounding you and also become the laughingstock of the audiences surrounding you. the irony of it all.

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