most awesomest book i have EVER read. yet. anythings. maybe in this month. but this one's by meg cabot, and its really cute. set in the olden days, with those shakespeareish words. but once you get use to it. i think it was really really cute. which made me wonder.
the century before us had their, big skirts and weird ass image of beautiful. asian women then had to bound their feet, europen had to wear tight tight corsets, some thai women had to wear those long neck braces and some of them even had gigantic earring holes. the image of being beautiful is not excatly what we think of now. now, i guess people look at a girl's face and has already decided whether she is beautiful or not. people often ask me this : does my ass look big in this? am i prettier than her or her? i guess my answer will always be. yes, your prettier. no, your ass doesn't look big in this. i don't feel as if i am lying. because i guess everyone is beautiful. in their own way. sometimes beauty doesn't have to just exsist outside. it can be inside. and as long as you yourself know that you're beautiful. that's all that really matters :) for me, i don't personally think i'm beautiful. because i look in the mirror and i think, vanessa, you have a huge nose. and your eyes are too small. and you mouth is huge. but then again, i think again and realised. doesn't matter if i am ugly. as long as i'm a good person. its all that matters.
for this blog entry to be published is extremely weird. because not only have i never discussed online about how i feel about myself. i've really never thought about putting it into words. beauty can't be explained. nor can it be artificially created. i think as long as you're a generous and kind person. you're beautiful.