So I decided, my blogs will not always take the story telling form. Some days I'll have blogs just talk about different things going through my head. So sit back and enjoy.
Teeth:
I love my teeth. The only thing that make my teeth less than perfect is, when I was 10 I believe, I was playing hide and seek, I fell down and chipped my front tooth..gives my smile character and in some cases not that obvious but what thing that really bugs me about my teeth is the fact that stuff get stuck in there and sometimes can only be removed through flossing. Do people with gappy teeth face that problem? Does food ever get stuck in gappy teeth? Does it mean they do not have to floss?
Body:
Who honestly decided that they know what the perfect body should be? Isn't the perfect body defined by each person? Why do I sometimes feel soo insecure about how I look because I believe that my body is far from perfect? Why can't I love me for being me? why do I have to strive to be something else? I think I have decent legs, I think my shape is beautiful, might not have a big ass but I do have big breast so I can't be that bad. But really who defined what the perfect body is? Why can't I just love who i am instead of comparing my body to other women?
Love:
Have I been in love? I don't know don't really think I have? am I in love right now? Maybe who knows? may be not. How come, we fall for those who don't fall for us? What makes that person so special that makes you fall for them but doesn't make you special enough for them to fall for you? Why is life such a way that we can't meet the one right away and just be with them forever. Why do we have to go through meeting so many different people before we settle for one and even then, its not guaranteed? Do women fall harder than men? or do men fall harder but are just better at hiding their emotions? Why can't we just be able to figure out when someone feels strongly about you. why do we enter love blind? Why cant you get over someone as quickly. Why do we even fall in love?
Religion:
I believe in God, I strongly do! However, I wonder sometimes, is he really there? What makes our believe so strong or so weak that we cant understand? Do people have faith when they say they have faith? Or people say they have faith because once you believe in God you are supposed to? I like to believe I have faith. but most times I doubt life and circumstances and shameful as this may sound God's ability. I know he exist and I do know he has done so much for me but some days I wonder is he really there?
Parents:
I love my parents! I love them to death. Life without them is unimaginable. Am I happy with them? Probably not? do I like them? some days I really do some days I probably don't. Why? because they don't get me(but mind you some days I don't get myself) I like to believe they do want whats best for me but I honestly wonder if they know what is best for me? Isn't really what they want for me more of what they want for themselves. I strongly believe parents live vicariously through their children. they may not believe that but its true. Its like their second chance of rectifying the past. Unfortunately they forget that we are separate human beings with separate ways of thinking and thus may not have common interest and path. Will I become my parents...I hate to admit but I probably will..I will try to switch things up but I strongly believe that no matter what you do become like your parents even if you try not to be...
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