There are different kinds of weight. It can be physical or emotional. 

But, in my case it’s somewhat in the middle? If that’s the right way to define it...

I’ve been chosen to represent our section in this singing contest called “Voice of the Nations” and let me tell you this, I do NOT want to do it, but I have to. I have to work hard for it. Not for myself but for my section. Although I would proudly represent our section there is one problem.: THE SECTION itself. 

I only agreed to do this because I thought they would encourage me and because of all the “YOUCANT EFFIN BACK OUT ON THIS BISH” stares I received. But that was the problem, instead of encouragement they encourage me by pressuring me, by putting weight on my tiny shoulders. They’ve been giving me stares, saying I should do good since I suck. 

Wow.

Okay, this is a rant.

First of all, math... SOLVE YOUR OWN PROBLEMS!!

Second of all, it is NOT my fault that you didn’t give me the right topic to review. 

Third of all, wow! I failed congratulation to me! 

Okay, I don’t know when to start this story, but anyway, the other day my friends told me I should be more outgoing. So, I took on their request and tried it, I ended up hiding myself in the back of the class where the tall kids were, so I won’t be seen. The reason for all that hiding and shit was because I tried changing what I am. I tried changing for the better and you know what? I found out that changing something little can change everything. I was trying to change myself, it did quite affect almost every perspective I had. But now, I still am kind of shy and outgoing at the same time. So guys, this is just my opinion, there are no Introverts or extroverts or what you call the inbetweeners (forgot..)

We are all ourselves, we don’t fall in groups, we are all unique one way or another. 

Okeh, okeh. First of all, I really just want to get this out there, BEING PRETTY SUCKS! Well, kind of. You know how everyone’s jealous because of that one pretty, beautiful or gorgeous person? Well, before raining on their parade you, yourself should effin know what you’ve got. You’re so busy looking at someone else that you don’t see how effin pretty you are! 

You always say, “My nose is too big” “My teeth are too long.” “Her figure’s perfect!” “Wahh~ I wish I had that body.” Well first of all guess what?! You’re pretty! Everyone is. Don’t let know-it-alls drag you down and make you insecure. Imagine yourself with someone else’s specific ‘pretty’ body part or style. Would you look good? You’re perfect just the way you are! You’re just right. 

Being pretty sucks, you know why? Let’s say you talk to a guy who happens to be a friend, the next thing you know people are looking at you suspiciously and spreading rumors about you so called ‘boyfie’ You know why being pretty in everyone’s eyes suck? Well, here’s one gorilla-damned reason, You never find anyone TRUE. They’re all there for your looks or your popularity. 

I wear glasses, not for fashion. I always see things clearly with them but, I don’t like the feeling of it slightly slipping down the bridge of my nose, I don’t like the weight it gives--even though it’s quite light-- it’s too much of a hassle.

I like feeling free whatever I do and wherever I go. Wearing glasses, it feels like my vision’s being disguised, despite the fact of it helping me see clearly. To be honest. I like my natural vision. I like seeing things and people blurred. Because then, I can really see the real them, not just for their looks. 

It is true that looks attract. But opposed to that, I get attracted by the beauty within- the spirit and emotions, then feelings. 

I don’t like the idea of being friends with someone or approaching someone for their physique or looks.