Something worth wild.
Sunday, September 28, 2014 | 5:59 AM | 1 comments
The usual saying when life gives you lemons, make lemonade ! But I say, just keep the lemons. Keep 'em until it gets rotten and eventually turns into pile of dust. That's what I would do. Pretty weird huh. In fact its a huge bizarre to have a mind as freak as me. But you know what, I'm tired of playing it safe. I want to be weird, a freak. In other words, different. 

To excel, to have normal friends, to have a successful career, to have a great body, to have a gorgeous face, to have a wonderful personality, to have a husband that loved me just the way I am, to have a lovely family.... To have a normal flawless life. 

Typical minds would say, there is no such thing as a flawless life. Every single person has a flaw even for just one little bit like biting your nails or wearing white sock on the right and black sock on the left. Its different for me, I saw these what-you-so-called flaw as perfection. In my opinion, this is normal. This is perfect. Perfect is normal and normal is perfect. 

I know what I said is pretty much bizarre but what I said, up until now, everything is just bizarre as this idea. You know, humans tend to make mistakes. Maybe the same mistakes, or maybe different mistakes or maybe even the same and different mistakes over and over but that's life. That is life. 

The more I think about it, the more sure I am definitely not normal. The thought just sank right into my head. The worst part is, I can't do anything about it. Nothing at all. Don't think that I haven't tried everything. I did, I definitely did. But poof ! The result is zero. Nada ! Nothing ! No matter what I do, it wouldn't make any differences. The normal people won't believe me even if I stick a note says 'Normal' on my forehead. To them, in their normal, perfect little world, I am just too different. Even if I changed, made myself look absolutely beautiful, it won't matter because I am still weird and ugly to begin with. 

Why can't they see right through my ugly shell, on the inside, I do believe I am something worth wild. I am..

Mumbling words, yours truly,
Nada Haris // Scarlett Spell

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