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♥ Ugly Duckling ♥
10.29.2007
Once upon a time, a little boy looks at his own reflection in the moirror and sees an obese, crooked teeth child. He didn't care because he was still young. He was happy with his bowl-templated cut hair and round button nose with a little scar at the tip, because he had better things to ponder over.
As he grows older, he started to realize how important the grown ups view appearances. Where money was pumped into improving that little "defect"externally. His friends started dressing up, both boy-friends and girl-friends, they went from thick rimed specs to rimless to contacts to coloured contacts.
He thought they were stupid, and he didn't follow suit.
When the time finally came for him to enter tertiary education, it was a wake up call for him. He went to orientation with an oversized tee, equipped with specs from yesteryear and a sling bag made of canvas material. His shoes were covered with sand and gums accumulated over months of wear. His hair, a faded DIY dye that was on sale at all pharmacy then.
He sat in the corner for the entire day. Less than 5 people spoke to him.
He skipped the other days of orientation, and waited for school to start eventually. And when it did, he seemed out of place in the entire school.
Yada Yada.
So what now?
From ugly duckling to elegant swan?
Yeah right, according to Miss Elaine of megamedia. The story ends with Flamboyant Flamingo.
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Now this Flamboyant Flamingo has gotten himself stalked and envied and raised curiosity wherever he goes. Three weeks ago, a stalker followed him all the way to his void deck and demanded for his mobile number.
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Beng Beng: Eh can I have your number?
JJ: for what, no. (walks away)
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Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy.
Last week was better, a cleaner at IKEA Queenstown asked Zuozhi this:
Cleaner: Is he a star from Taiwan?
ZZ: No la, aiyo, how can HE be a star. (K, a little salt and pepper to his reply to make it more interesting, everyone knows Zuozhi WON'T say that of me)
Cleaner: Singaporean ah?
ZZ: Ya
Dear Woman, you made my day.
Lalalalalala
But seriously, homo-sapiens of present world judge everything by the cover. EVERYTHING. Phones, cars, people, clothes, bla, bla bla.
How many of us had bought something for the pakaging/exterior appearance of the product?
I bought an ibook 2 years ago over a powerbook because powerbook is not white. Before anyone starts telling me about the macbook era, thanks but I know. I bought my ibook TWO YEARS ago. So yea.
Don't go around telling people "looks doesn't matter, I go for the feel" or whatever shit.
Feel lor, go feel lor. If one day your husband/wife suddenly changes head into a chicken, will the feel still stay?
Maybe some people thinks that looks are not as important, but still, it plays a certain percentage in deciding attractions isn't it?
How come I don't get stalked/looked at/commented 3 years ago while I am still ugly duckling? Comments maybe yes, that I am wearing some 3 for $10 tee from a certain pasar malam and parading the streets of Orchard.
Telling me you like my personality and character is EVEN WORSE. I doubt my character changed at all in the past few years, so why does it take so and so so long to realize the essence of my WONDROUS character.
Pui.
Hence, I've made up my mind, the next person who says looks are not important shall get a loud snort from me. Let's see you having acne breakout the day before your Uni class gathering, and you have to attend it for some reason.
I may not be the bestest best looking person on earth, but I am not the laziest and ugliest either. That's the conclusion Liting and I came up with.
 Penned at 8:00 PM
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