it's the differences that make us unique
The title pretty much says it all.
It's the differences between us that make us special and unique. There aint need to feel apologetic for you being you. there are times you decide not to go with the crowd becuz things dont exactly agree with you. It's ok. we all have our differences. It's our similarities that bonds us together, and not our differences. So, we should appreciate the similarities. It is what makes us closer.
I've got a fren who wakes up 10 mins before he leaves the house. I've got another who wakes up 1.5 hr before she leaves the house. I, myself, wake up about 45 mins before I leave the house. That includes flipping through the newspapers and breakfast.
I've got a fren who spends 1 hour bathing. My dad never spends more than 15 mins in the bathroom ( shampooing time included). Personally, i spend like 15 mins showering; another 10 mins shampooing.
I eat all the time. My fren doesnt eat anything after 8. Another cannot stop herself from putting food inside her mouth. ( this friend is worrying right now cuz she hasnt felt hungry these few days)
Some of my friends have a extensive dictionary for vulgarities. Others have limited vocab, stopping at the use of " idiot. stupid. crazy". Me? erh.. i dont use vulgarities. i just have a more expressive form of speech.
A couple of my frenz are very ladylike. There wasnt a time when they laugh loudly, talk loudly, spit in public, or walk noisily across the hallway. I, sadly, laugh like no one is watching, swear in public, and wear my heart on my sleeve. Honestly, I admire my ladylike friends. They are my idols. They are doing something I cant do.
Me and my fren grab every opportunity to go overseas. Him more than me, actually. We, being the daredevils, say the world is our home and say the day is ours to make. We would eventually see the world someday. I've got friends who are relunctant to leave this sunny island. Other places are not as safe as home.
Some girls love fantasies. Romance, or Superheros. I think romance novels are repetitive, boring and gives a sense of delusion. What happens in books are fiction. They dont happen in real life. It gives girls false hope, false imagery about love.
Red eats everything on his plate. Some of my frenz dont take spicy food. Some love chilli. Me?
I hate peas. I love green chilli, and hate red ones. I take out the insides of sliced green chilli. I dont like cheese but love melted cheese. I eat sushi but not raw ones. I hate parsley. I like tou hwa but dislike toufu. I like egged toufu and dislike those rectangular ones. I eat veggies but avoid the stems. For yong tou foo, i order bee hoon mee with xiao bei cai, egg, seaweed, 2 pieces of wu xiang, 1 daupok, 1 fried toufu fishcake, 1 random item.
See it? It's difficult to find someone exactly the same as us.
At the end of the day, we need to realise it is our likeness that is important. Not the differences.
Respect each other differences. And you shall live.
Thus, there is no need to feel sorry for making up your own mind about things.
To each his own. Love them for who they are. Hate them for who they become. Love and hate is a thin line.
It's the differences between us that make us special and unique. There aint need to feel apologetic for you being you. there are times you decide not to go with the crowd becuz things dont exactly agree with you. It's ok. we all have our differences. It's our similarities that bonds us together, and not our differences. So, we should appreciate the similarities. It is what makes us closer.
I've got a fren who wakes up 10 mins before he leaves the house. I've got another who wakes up 1.5 hr before she leaves the house. I, myself, wake up about 45 mins before I leave the house. That includes flipping through the newspapers and breakfast.
I've got a fren who spends 1 hour bathing. My dad never spends more than 15 mins in the bathroom ( shampooing time included). Personally, i spend like 15 mins showering; another 10 mins shampooing.
I eat all the time. My fren doesnt eat anything after 8. Another cannot stop herself from putting food inside her mouth. ( this friend is worrying right now cuz she hasnt felt hungry these few days)
Some of my friends have a extensive dictionary for vulgarities. Others have limited vocab, stopping at the use of " idiot. stupid. crazy". Me? erh.. i dont use vulgarities. i just have a more expressive form of speech.
A couple of my frenz are very ladylike. There wasnt a time when they laugh loudly, talk loudly, spit in public, or walk noisily across the hallway. I, sadly, laugh like no one is watching, swear in public, and wear my heart on my sleeve. Honestly, I admire my ladylike friends. They are my idols. They are doing something I cant do.
Me and my fren grab every opportunity to go overseas. Him more than me, actually. We, being the daredevils, say the world is our home and say the day is ours to make. We would eventually see the world someday. I've got friends who are relunctant to leave this sunny island. Other places are not as safe as home.
Some girls love fantasies. Romance, or Superheros. I think romance novels are repetitive, boring and gives a sense of delusion. What happens in books are fiction. They dont happen in real life. It gives girls false hope, false imagery about love.
Red eats everything on his plate. Some of my frenz dont take spicy food. Some love chilli. Me?
I hate peas. I love green chilli, and hate red ones. I take out the insides of sliced green chilli. I dont like cheese but love melted cheese. I eat sushi but not raw ones. I hate parsley. I like tou hwa but dislike toufu. I like egged toufu and dislike those rectangular ones. I eat veggies but avoid the stems. For yong tou foo, i order bee hoon mee with xiao bei cai, egg, seaweed, 2 pieces of wu xiang, 1 daupok, 1 fried toufu fishcake, 1 random item.
See it? It's difficult to find someone exactly the same as us.
At the end of the day, we need to realise it is our likeness that is important. Not the differences.
Respect each other differences. And you shall live.
Thus, there is no need to feel sorry for making up your own mind about things.
To each his own. Love them for who they are. Hate them for who they become. Love and hate is a thin line.
Sprinkled upon a star
on Friday, July 07, 2006 at 8:33 AM.
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