Looks

I screwed up my MUET speaking test big time today. Wasn’t because I fumble with my words, but rather missing out a word while reading the topic. That’s the problem with me all the time. How many PA essays keluar-tajuk because I didn’t read the topic NICE AND SLOWLY. No more chances to do silly mistakes like this anymore.

Are looks that important? I’m disappointed from time to time. Wonder if I could regain my confidence again. Not that I’m desperate, don’t get me wrong. It’s frustrating.

And I realized it’s nice to be angry over it than be emo-ing over it.

It is the world nowadays. People make assumptions before getting in depth with the real thing. Judging a book by its cover.

But true friends don’t give a damn how you look. They listen to what you say and laugh at your jokes. Yeah you, stop calling me comel. Haha. At least you didn’t call me serious. I fucking hate that tag man.

Gah. Don’t know why so “face-conscious” today. But I have to make my point. Mission accomplished.

On a brighter note, I can’t help but feeling so much happier with my life these days. Everything seems simpler when you stop whining over what you wish you had and be contented with what you have. Life’s too short to be emo. X)