I don’t know how to begin this. I wasn’t expecting anything; I didn’t even have a list of things to do. But some things have a way of sneaking up on you and then you go whaaaaat.
I like compliments. But I don’t beg for them. And I don’t like false humility. If someone compliments me in a way that I feel is genuine, I express my appreciation then move on to the next topic. I do not wait for more compliments because I am not comfortable with it and that is just not me.
But just recently, I was put in a situation where I was constantly getting attention. Things caught me off guard.
Despite it having a mind of its own sometimes, I love my hair and I smell it all the time — I am obssessed by it. But it feels so different when someone else says it is beautiful. When was the last time someone actually came up behind you to smell your hair? Exactly.
I love my skin and I take care of it well. But it feels different when you hear another person say it is like chocolate. Wow. How poetic.
I love my humorous personality and would never change it for the world. But it feels different when some other person actually says it feels good to be with you because you are such a fun person.
And a lot of other things that will go straight to my private journal.
I felt scrutinized, like a specimen under a microscope. Curiouser and curiouser. This and that. Manila girl scores!
But after this, what? It is not exactly bad. I just do not know how to proceed.
If I seem to be speaking in code, I apologize. I am not sure exactly what is happening and why it is happening so fast, so I cannot write coherently.
Weird, weird, weird. But in a good way, of course.