Thursday, June 3, 2010
Beauty & Uneatable Corn
Today I have decided to start writing better blogs; or to actually spend some time on these entries. "If you're going to use your blog like twitter, I suggest you not to write anything--using it like that defeats the intelligence of technology" my teacher said to me." He told me to write about concerns, and such like that. As much as I want to write about those...I find that nothing comes into mind. Surprisingly at the most unexpected time of the day something came into mind!
So I was in the middle of eating corn that my grandma so kindly brought down to me. Not to mention she pretty much just barged into my room...but anyways I was happily looking forwards to eating that corn. You see, it was a long day at school, and it had been pretty stressful lately too, so I was starving! First bite I took and I realized that I couldn't eat. My braces would get in the way no matter how I angled the corn. It got so frustrating so I just stopped..the corn is currently still on the plate next to me.
Just by this little problem got me into thinking, why in the world did I get braces for? Braces brought about so many problems. My lips would always be sore from the wires, at times my gums would bleed, I have to cut meat and hard food up so I can chew, and I can't eat corn... Gosh, I feel like a grandma. Yet, I don't regret having braces. Well I can't exactly just say I want them off right now...but I'll admit it; I'm willing to sacrifice the ability to eat some food and to work with the pain and soreness, just so I can get nice straight teeth. The way I'm thinking right now, like choosing beauty over pain and such like that, is how other people think too. Though some would go to the extreme of going under the knife and stuff...which by the way is definitely not something I would even consider. People will try so hard to fix their imperfection--I mean take a look at Heidi Montag. She risked her life to look perfect. Things like that just shows how self-conscious people can be & how media actually plays such a huge role in our lives. No matter how many times our teacher would talk to us about self-esteem and how everyone is beautiful, I find that if one is influenced by the media already, they already have. It doesn't matter how many times one would tell them to not listen; they'll still be thinking otherwise. I guess it's just the nature of life, we brains tend to think like that. Take a look at me and I'll be honest I'm pretty self-conscious about myself too, but I become hypocritical and tell people not to feel so down with their appearance and body and face, because everyone has their flaws and no one is perfect.
A person had once said, "What does 100% mean? It means that you're perfect which means you have nothing to strive for in life, you can't do any better." (Which by the way is the reason why my teacher never gives out 100% to tests or assignments.) It wasn't obvious before, but now it is, receiving a perfect is almost equivalent to insulting a person i think.
And now I'm kind of blank-headed, I don't know what else to write or how to end this, serious blog. I find that writing like this and about these topics are so adult-business like...XD so boring !
So I was in the middle of eating corn that my grandma so kindly brought down to me. Not to mention she pretty much just barged into my room...but anyways I was happily looking forwards to eating that corn. You see, it was a long day at school, and it had been pretty stressful lately too, so I was starving! First bite I took and I realized that I couldn't eat. My braces would get in the way no matter how I angled the corn. It got so frustrating so I just stopped..the corn is currently still on the plate next to me.
Just by this little problem got me into thinking, why in the world did I get braces for? Braces brought about so many problems. My lips would always be sore from the wires, at times my gums would bleed, I have to cut meat and hard food up so I can chew, and I can't eat corn... Gosh, I feel like a grandma. Yet, I don't regret having braces. Well I can't exactly just say I want them off right now...but I'll admit it; I'm willing to sacrifice the ability to eat some food and to work with the pain and soreness, just so I can get nice straight teeth. The way I'm thinking right now, like choosing beauty over pain and such like that, is how other people think too. Though some would go to the extreme of going under the knife and stuff...which by the way is definitely not something I would even consider. People will try so hard to fix their imperfection--I mean take a look at Heidi Montag. She risked her life to look perfect. Things like that just shows how self-conscious people can be & how media actually plays such a huge role in our lives. No matter how many times our teacher would talk to us about self-esteem and how everyone is beautiful, I find that if one is influenced by the media already, they already have. It doesn't matter how many times one would tell them to not listen; they'll still be thinking otherwise. I guess it's just the nature of life, we brains tend to think like that. Take a look at me and I'll be honest I'm pretty self-conscious about myself too, but I become hypocritical and tell people not to feel so down with their appearance and body and face, because everyone has their flaws and no one is perfect.
A person had once said, "What does 100% mean? It means that you're perfect which means you have nothing to strive for in life, you can't do any better." (Which by the way is the reason why my teacher never gives out 100% to tests or assignments.) It wasn't obvious before, but now it is, receiving a perfect is almost equivalent to insulting a person i think.
And now I'm kind of blank-headed, I don't know what else to write or how to end this, serious blog. I find that writing like this and about these topics are so adult-business like...XD so boring !
i know that i have loved you ... at 5:07 PM
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
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