I heard the clock strike, and I knew it was too late. Anyway, it was not too late to tell you my own story. And you, readers, after reading it please tell me if I was right or wrong. I was a very NORMAL girl! That was what I thought other people thought of me. Well, honestly, I believed they were wrong but many times that belief was strongly shaken. Let me explain for you. Five years ago I was labelled an unpopular person because I always spoke my mind and acted to my will. I annoyed many people for my straight and hard-to-listen-to remarks. Therefore, my friends had taught me to become less ?odisliked?. The lesson was ?osimplê?: even when I didn?Tt love someone or something, I should pretend that I like them. But the matter was I was a bad learner. Five years elapsed and I was still struggling to apply that theory in the daily life. ?oOh, you really look beautiful on that skirt!? complimented my aunt. My cousin went home, decked out in new clothes she bought at the supermarket to go to a friend?Ts wedding. With a black overcoat worn over a dark bronze-coloured skirt, the collar turned up, dark glasses and a wide-brimmed hat far down nearly a third of the face, she looked like a detective going to investigate the marriage rather than a guest. Keeping in mind that I shouldn?Tt displease her at that moment, I flattered on the side of her mother: ?oYeah, very fashionable!? My cousin looked at me, wondering if it was an ironical or a true compliment. I should have said something better but I couldn?Tt think of anything. Another time, I went to my unclê?Ts house after school. The weather was so hot that I felt really weary and thirsty. That was why I strongly carved for the cold delicious cantaloupe my aunt brought out. I salivated, feeling my fatigue and dryness were going to be cleared away. ?oChildren, come here and eat all of it.? ?oThank aunt, but I?Td rather enjoy it after the meal,? said one of my cousins. ?oSure!? approved others ?oYeah, I?Tm also not hungry?, I said with a concealed reluctance. What was the problem if I was the only one that ate the melon? I didn?Tt know why I was not confident enough to say I wanted it. I was always afraid of standing out of the majority. Now, in everybody?Ts eyes, gradually I become a vapid girl with no self-opinion. More or less, some even assumed that I was artificial. Was I wrong to follow my friends?T advice? Looking at them, they were still successful in life as they know how to make others contented at the right time with the right reactions. Deep down in my mind, I knew tact was important but I was not a born smooth-tongued diplomat. I was trying to wear a mask that was not for me. Like tonight, I still agreed to go to a karaoke with my friends although I got a lot of work lined up. Now I was home, telling my story to you. I heard the clock strike, and I knew it was TOO LATE.
Be yourself. Treat others the way you like to be treated. Respect others the way you expect others to do likewise. Clearly you are not comfortable being someone else . So, stop acting and let your true character lead you. Good luck and stay strong . May peace always be with you. My 2cents !
Well, I think I can understand what you're feeling. You know, like Terminator 3 said in the other topic "Famous quotations" : "There are 2 rules for success in life: Rule 1: Don't tell people everything you know " It is said that people who speak less is wise, but to me, a wise person is the one who knows when to say what he thinks and when to keep silence. You'd better be yourself, say what's on your mind, but not everything. Remember to think carefully before you speak it out. What you do may really hurt other's feelings, even you don't mean it, you know. So try to be honest to yourself, but don't annoy others! I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves took it away. I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away. So I write your name in my heart, where no one can take it away and it'll be forever...
