i just had my bangs cut. i look really different. i despised myself the first 5 seconds i looked at myself in the mirror. i was like, "what have you done??!!"
then on the sixth second, it was different. (wow! bilang! wahahahah!!) "you look different, not much better, but different is better".
life is not worth living without the thrills of change. constance make things boring. spotaneity strengthens.
i take pleasure in being unpredictable. one day i'm as sweet as honey on nectar's end. the next i'm as bubbly as a sunny afternoon. then, i am as mean and devious as a miser with a criminal mind. then indifferent, as if consumed by numbness. then i despise the world. the next day, i love it better than i did the last time.
posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni |
