Julie

I'm an average girl. I live in a normal house, go to a normal school and live a normal life. I may not be popular, but yeah, I have good and irreplaceable friends and we're all inseparable. On weekends, I don't always go out although I want to but I get lazy so usually I postpone our trips to the mall or anywhere just around the City. I'm the type of girl who would rather wear over-sized shirts and men's boxers at home rather than spaghetti straps and super short shorts. I like my hair messy. When I tie it into a bun, I like it messy too. I never complain about not getting thigh gaps or dimples or a slender body. Well, I rant about it sometimes but deep down, with all modesty, I don't care. Because I know I'm never getting one! I mean, who cares if you don't have a slender body when you've got a pretty good sense of humor? I'm the type of girl who does something stupid and regrets it... but then I do it all over again. I'm the type of girl who laughs loudly & doesn't care because every time I laugh, I always think: "Goal in life: be happy" that's it, that's what always comes into my mind when I crack out. I'm the type of girl who gets flooded by euphoria every time I see my friends or family happy. I'm the type who complains about not being able to go to concerts. I sing a lot in the shower, which annoys everyone else in the house but I still don't care because hey, I'm singing my favorite song! I'm the type who writes about absolutely everything in my journal... when I see an adorable cat on my way home, I write about it. When I see a hamster with squishy cheeks, I write about it. Even those accidental glances with my crush... believe me, I write about it. You wanna know why? Because I'm the type of girl who loves to write about her life someday... telling everybody it's a happy story although I've gone through different and countless obstacles. I wanna let everyone know it's an "ugly-pretty" type of story, if you know what I mean. The reason why I wrote this, is because I just wanted to unleash this... this thing inside me and I really don't know what term to use but it's this thing I've been hiding all along because I'm different... the kind of different where nobody's almost like me. I'm not sure if that's a good thing but, that's alright. I know I'm different from everybody else. We're all different from everybody else. I keep a really long bucket list and nobody ever knows about it. What it contains and where it's hidden. It's a special kind of bucket list. You see, I'm a secretive person... an introvert. I don't easily tell other people what I feel inside, especially to my parents. But when I do, I always lie about what I feel. I bottle my emotions up and when I'm finally alone, that's where I usually break down. But it's different when I'm with my friends. I always spill everything out to them. I'm a happy person outside, yet a sad one inside. The reason why I always want to spend time with my friends is because I wanted to bury the sadness. Honestly, I am that type of girl. But most days, I'm a happy balloon! It just scares me because it might be one of the things that's gonna stop me from doing something I really love. I have so many things to do accomplish in my life. I'm getting there... I will get there.