I’ve done some good in my life. I’ve taken a Red Cross course to help but never actually got the chance to help. I’ve volunteered in a lot of activities, but I ended up helping myself. So in this case, I was being nice to myself.
I’ve volunteered in an organization that aims to improve the members and other institutions and causes we fight for. I guess that’s the nicest thing I’ve done so far and the most courageous decision by committing to it.
I never imagined being that person. I’ve grown so much and now I see the big picture. I spot what’s missing and what needs improvement and I seek to reach that goal. I’ve always wanted to change for the better. Now I got the chance to share it with my team to make our country better, developed and more tolerant.
I’m standing in front of the mirror as I fix my hair for college. I stare at my reflection and smile. I say to myself: “Hey that’s me! I’m so lucky to meet such a wonderful person.”
Now, I look more closely. My nose is slightly big, my face is small, one of my eyebrows has a flaw and I have some blackheads and pimples. But you know what?! I don’t give a shit! This is me and there is nothing I’d want to change about myself. I’m original. I don’t want to be like the rest of the “Plastics”.
One must differentiate between the two. Beauty does not equal perfection; beauty is filled with flaws and accepting them as they are without trying to alter them. I don’t understand why people are always seeking perfection in the outer appearance when perfection doesn’t even exist. Each one of us has flaws and that is what makes us unique! One of my flaws is that I get too nervous sometimes, that I mess things up And sometimes, I just can’t help but laugh it out. Also, my expressions might reflect innocence, but don’t be fooled. I’m strong from the inside. I may fail to show it through facial expressions but I strike well with words. I don’t want to stretch my face so as to look serious; that’s ridiculous. I won’t see myself anymore.
The idea of being kidnapped is one of the most frightening things I could ever think of, even more frightening than watching Texas Chainsaw. Ok, maybe the movie is scarier. But still, it’s no fun at all!
But first, I must choose. Let’s see locked in a strange building would be filled with inner and outer mazes (meaning vents) and I can’t go out! That will drive me crazy… I hate staying inside for more than 2 days; it’s a silent killer. I need to see people, see the sun, and feel the breeze. What if that building was haunted? Hmm… living in a paranormal activity… nope thanks! Not an option.
Second choice: Stranded on an island. I love the beach more than anything in the world, but I’ve found that a lot of people would choose that option and a lot of movies have been made on this topic. It’s too cliché.
That leaves me with option #3: Dropped in an unknown forest. Little or no movies have been made on this topic, as far as I am aware of; where a lone survivor tries to find his or her way out the forest. And I love nature, adventure, excitement, hiking, meeting new friends (animal friends) and being introduced to new creatures on earth that I’ve never seen in my life. It is probably the most dangerous, stupidest decision I might ever make and may put an end to my life; yet this would be the most exciting story in my life. A story that I will never forget and hopefully made into a movie 😛
So if someone ever kidnaps me (I hope not), I would ask them to drop me in the middle of an unknown forest! And I’ll start my expedition from there, like Bear Grylls 😀