I wrote this 3 months back on a tissue paper because I was pretty stressed out and couldn't find a paper. Hahah. Yeah. So remember that previous post where I posted that I wouldn't get affected by the judgemental society? I kinda did but then it was easier to pull myself together this time round. So, here's the story.

One day I was walking pass this street. A small alley. I saw a man. I didn't recognize him at all but he kept smiling at me in a friendly way. When I walked back home, I saw my mom and my Dad smiling and me calling me fat.

J O K I N G.

Here's the real story.
My parents started comparing me and some other Tom, dick and Harry. And I felt it was obnoxious at that time. I mean they were the one who taught me all those "in life, you just need to be yourself" "you need not satisfy people " "you need not be like them." And now, they are like "look at her.....Why is she able to...and you can't?" "It's all about...." I felt vulnerable after what they said. So I went to the showers and thought about it. (Disclaimer: even daily, I take 1-2 hours to shower unless I am in a rush hour situation ) so this time I didn't want to think about it anymore.
At first, I was like "it's unfair. " then slowly, I thought "it's my life. I mean I suffer. Not them. So fuck it." I moved on. I set my goals and I knew where I wanna go. Right now, when people compare me, I still feel a little vulnerable but it's fine. The competition is there and I am up for it! If my friends think I am a freak, so be it. If they think that I don't belong to their clique so be it. I mean, I will appear as lonely and weird but that is who I am. I am different and that is who I want to be.
*My parents were definitely comparing me because of my poor academics*

Ending off...


This dress I really loved from topshop:(