Hi. It’s me. I have never felt this awkward speaking (or writing, rather) something about myself now. Probably because I am aged already and yet I still feel I am trapped in the brink of teenage. Im 21. And as I desire my fate to keep my life with me so that I could actually say “21 and counting”? Sucks coz yeah, no. And yes, after years of living, I am still just this tiny spark amidst the countless stars in the night sky.
I am not average when it comes to body stat because I’m skinny —- to the point that I have survived being called malnourished way back —- and I’m tall, with estimated 3.5 inches below Taylor Swift’s height. Sometimes I love my bamboo looking legs because they seem to go perfectly with skirts. But mostly, I dread my height and strangely I wish secretly I was just inches smaller. But I don’t get to choose and I’d rather have these traits than nothing or whatnot so I begun to appreciate and love every single bit of me. After all, nobody’s perfect.
I’d like to say I am a bookworm and a geek but I think there is this fine line between excessively studious person and socially inept, so probably I belong there, somewhere? In between? Although I can be too keen at times, I am still licensed for mistakes so in some way I can’t be regarded as the most intelligent person (even just smart), but I have the brain and the wit to somehow survive the fast-paced Muggle world. Yep, that, I can be proud of.
I love stringing of words, despite my lack of proper knowledge. I seek the secret to be a Scrabble genius sometimes. I am a music lover but can barely sing…somehow I am thankful for my candle-like fingers long enough to strum a guitar. I am that girl who wished for a chance to grace the magazine’s frontline. If only I was not fascinated with how the computer codes work, I would have probably end up in Media Advertising or in that seat behind the camera, directing a film, today.
But life has taken me in some roller coaster ride during such series of unfortunate events. And here, I stand as the girl who owns the world in a papercup, that girl obsessed in thinking abstruse thoughts, with nothing much to do but admire the sepia-toned sunrays kissing the tree leaves, the rain that puzzles me at times if it whether falls in drops or in threads, the scent of a newly opened book, my nostalgic memories of long walks and fun times during college and that girl behind a computer monitor, blogging and sharing anything that fancy her…
Yeah well, I am a girl of many words and I kinda like spilling in this carnation themed hideout, obviously.