Random Thoughts~

Quote of the Day
"It's the lameness in life that make you appreciate the logical creative thoughts"
(Josephine, 2006)

Today :

Joanne (my roommate) : Let's Dance again.
Me : Yea... I wanna do some dirty dancing.
Joanne : No way... don't turn me on.
Me : That's possible?

Yea...this is what you get when two crazy gurls wanna dance their hearts out.

Dancing to the rhythm and the beat of pussycat dolls "Loosen Up My Buttons" makes you all sexy and wanted, trying to be somewhere near Busta Rhymes. Makes you wish that you had a guy to seduce and love.

The rhythm of "Don't Cha" makes you feel wanted and inferior to the rest as you imagine yourself as the odd one in the group, vying for all the attention you can get just like Tyra Banks doing one of the runway routine. Makes you wish that you cud be in really nice tank tops and short skirts walking along the beach with sandals in one hand and a hand in the other.

Shaking to "Shakira's - Hip's Don't Lie" makes you feel on top of the world, shaking those ass to tone them into the perfect, Jessica Alba ass. Makes you wanna dance even more.

Moving to "Pump It" makes you feel the heat in those cheeks to the color equivalent to that of Cameron Diaz's gorgeous Blush! cheeks. Makes you feel the sensation and satisfaction you want from a long day at college.

You know what? This is us. We always wish to be others and die to be as gorgeous, as wanted, as beautiful and as perfect as they are.

The TRUTH : We can never be someone else without faking it!

The Conclusion : This is what happens when you try to be someone else.

* Yea... that's me in Jessica Alba's body...

Conclusion #2 :

Be contented with what you have. DO NOT fret about being imperfect, nor complain that you're not good enough for a guy. It's the imperfections in life that make you cherish those perfect things. After all, is being perfect all that matters?

LOVE ME FOR MY IMPERFECTIONS

Thus, if the world fret so much about imperfections, what about

Tears - these too are imperfections. Would you cry with me when I'm sad because you hurt me? Would you?

Age - Would you still love me if I was wrinkled and ugly and can't smile as sweet as I use to? Would you? Would you?

Fat - Would you still keep our vow that you'd love me till my dying day if I looked like this? Would you swear that your love never changed even a lil? Would you?

Blind - Would you be my eyes if we walked amidst crowds of people? Would you defend me if people laughed at me for being blind? Would you cheat on me because I can't see? Would you secretly complain to your friends that I'm a huge burden to bear? Would you?

Deaf - Would you be my ears when our children utter their first words? Would you still sing to me? Would you learn how to sign for me? Would you secretly tell your mum that you regretted marrying me? Would you? Would you?

Memory Loss - Would you still be my guiding star? Would you still take me for long walks on the beach? Would you still say that you love me, knowing that I'll forget it as soon as you say them? Would you runaway from me? Would you? Would you?

* Dear Love, would you still love me more that yesterday and love me more tomorrow then you did today? Would you? Would you?

"It's the imperfections in life that make you cherish the not so perfect things you already have in life" (Josephine, 2006)