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Seventeen Back To Seven

Published March 26, 2012 by The OC

 Time goes by so fast that sometimes we don’t even know what’s happening with our lives. It just passes you like a gush of the wind, you don’t see it coming and the next thing you know, and it already passed you by. One day, I was just seven and now I’m already 17. When I was seven, I always wonder what I’d be like when I’m seventeen. Now that I’m seventeen, I wonder what I was when I was seven.

            Looking ten years backward, I’m just in the first grade studying in a little room with wooden armchairs and a huge blackboard in front. I wore a brown uniform with a red belt and a red ribbon, and black shoes with white socks in school. I had such short hair cut just below the jaw line. My godfather who is also the service driver would pick me up at our house and drop me off in school then fetch me and then drop me off by the house from Mondays to Fridays. I remember having a cute backpack with a metal pencil-case and a box of crayons inside together with the books and notebooks for school. My day by then begins with saying hi to my classmates in the morning, and saying goodbye to them in the afternoon.

            If that seven-year old little girl looks ten years forward, she’ll see a young lady in a huge air-conditioned classroom sitting on a plastic armchair facing a whiteboard. A girl who wears a chic top tucked in skinny jeans and a leopard print ballerina flats. Her hair is long and curly at the ends. She goes to school from Tuesdays to Fridays riding a jeepney from her house, then a bus, then another jeepney inside the university; then she rides a jeepney, rides a bus, and then rides another jeepney and drops off by her home. She uses a black and white patterned handbag to school with a pink case for her pens and a kit for her cosmetics together with a number of fillers and a yellow pad inside. Her day begins with saying hi to her classmates before class and says goodbye to them after the period, and does this for about three to four times a day.

            This is two very different lives lived by a single person. That was how huge ten years had changed a seven-year old girl into a 17-year-old young lady. But there are things which time cannot change. We still have the same body though biological changes have occurred; it’s still the same body. I still live at the very same house that young kid lived in and still with the same family. I still have a nanny who cleans up the mess in my room because of school stuffs. Cinderella is still my favorite fairytale and so as blue is still my favorite color. I loved Winnie the Pooh then and love him until now. I’m addicted to Chuckie as I was when I was seven and still drink full cream milk every night. One thing that I’m happy that it stayed the same was I was a kid then and still is inside my heart.

            It’s funny how something you wanted as a kid comes to life and lives it like you wanted it to. Though not everything is what I expected it to be, it still turned out as a dream come true for that seven-year old little girl. I was seven and I wanted to be seventeen. I am seventeen and  still want to be seven.

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Pretty Please

Published January 11, 2012 by The OC

It’s not always because of vanity. It’s not always about love or acceptance. A woman wants to be beautiful, feel beautiful and she doesn’t need a reason to do such.

You see her putting on her makeup, dressing up like everyday’s a fashion show.~

Most people think that women do certain measures, certain processes to make herself look beautiful. Actually, looking beautiful isn’t really the main goal, being beautiful is what every single woman wants even if they don’t admit it. No one wants to be someone who just looks beautiful. Of course you want to be beautiful. Even if a woman already looks good and if she does something more to herself e.g., makeup, dress-up, etc., to the extent she looks like a clown already because of too much of something, if she still doesn’t feel beautiful, she won’t stop. Worse, she won’t be happy.

Then you tell her beauty is both inside and out so she shouldn’t focus more on the “outside”.~

Seriously, we all know that. We always say that we’d rather be with someone who is beautiful inside even if she’s not so beautiful on the outside than to be with someone who’s beautiful outside but not on the inside. Truth of the matter is, we want it to be at least of both. We do want to be with someone who is kind and genuine but on the back of our minds we also dream of someone who is beautiful, someone you could walk with and travel the world and let the others envy you. (I know this isn’t a hundred percent true but for sure, it’s more than half percent.) It’s not the person’s character you first get when you meet a person, it’s the looks. Admit it, the qualities of your ideal woman just comes right after you took a good look at her from top to bottom. ;)

And then you opened your mouth and said, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”~

This just makes things more complicated. Acceptance is always a part of a relationship be it just being strangers or friends. It’s one thing that makes women’s lives harder. The demand of the society, the demand of our peers, the people around us, the way they see us contribute in the urge of women to make themselves look pleasing. But it is just way harder than what you think. The desperation, the anxiety, the frustrations women get just to feel beautiful isn’t worth it.

And now we think about it..

"You don't know you're beautiful, and that's what makes you beautiful"

What is in being beautiful that makes girls look for different ways just to be one? Why do they have to do that?

I also wonder about these things. I admit, I, too, have my own ways and am looking for ways to make me look pleasing. I do things to my hair, dress up like those models, act like a lady and a lot of stuff. I think, we, women, just can’t help it. I think it’s innate. I believe a person wants to be beautiful because she just wants to be beautiful. For no other reason, we do certain measures so that we can accept ourselves. We have accepted the fact that no one is perfect (and I have blogged about it here). But we still strive for the best, for being pretty and lovely and beautiful and sexy. We strive for it because it’s not impossible. It’s kind of like the self-fulfilling things. We do it because it is a part of who we are. Honestly, girls love themselves so much that they take care of themselves in such ways. It’s not only because we want to be noticed or be flattered by some guys, it’s because we take the process of beauty as a part of growing up. And for most women, it’s not because we’re not contented with what we have, we just want to make better of what we have. You may look at us and say things, and even if you tell us we’re ugly, there’s this little girl inside of us that still says we are beautiful and thus, we continue to do what we believe that makes us beautiful. The mere process of beauty, the strive for beauty, makes each girl feel they truly are beautiful. It’s because in the midst of all this shenanigans, we get to learn bits and pieces of ourselves, we rediscover, discover and improve.

Don’t worry, at the end of the day, we all end up going to bed without makeup, without fashionable clothes and such. ;)

“Although beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, the feeling of being beautiful exists solely in the mind of the beheld.” -Martha Beck

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