Walking silently in this long corridor, nothing special in this day the same old days as I look around still the same, this group of girls putting make up while chit chatting, those group of so-called friendship talking about something and here's the bunch of men that will pass through infront of me, always the same situation, same happenings nothing change nothings new.
I'm Wearing this loose white T-shirt also this faded pants as I always ware this beacuse I'm comfortable of it. I don't have this feeling of insecure by looking at thier clothes it's far different from mine never gonna met it's quality nor it quantity. I'm very much continted of what I have and I don't care about my appearance I don't care about what they say.
I enter our room and seat on my designated chair and also my favourite part of this room. I'm seated near the windows I like this place easy to divert my attention to those trees rather to my classmate that talks too much but just always words.
"Friend anong itsura na naman yan?" Said Mike my friend but not my best
"Usual look I have. " I replied boredly
"bes Wala ka bang planong Mag ayo?" he ask while his eyebrows are moving up
" Na-ah Wala, kapagud Mag ayos eh."
"Tingnan mo yang sarili mo kulot mong buhok makalat pa, Wala bang suklay sa Inyo?"
"my pera ka naman bat suot mo yang kupas at luma mong Damit?"
"My God friend we're in a modern era, why still stock on the old ages?"
He keeps on talking, always nalang syang ganun he always care about may appearance while me I don't have the care.
The Bells ring a que that the class is start.
Then our teacher came her subject is Understanding the self
"Good day class our lesson today is about physical self to be more specific it's about your appearance and looks."
My classmates are quite so she continued Her discussion
"People tend to be more conscious about there appearance because of its environment and others judgement"
She continued
"looking-glass self discribe the process where in individuals base thier sense of self on how they believe other view them. Cooley theory that self concept is built not in solitude but rather within social setting."
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Ma'am discussed further lesson about the topic
"from your clothes, your facial your.... ----"
The bells ring that interrupts her
"Class it's time, goodbye and see you tomorrow " And she left the room.
FAST FORWARD ➡
I'm laying at my bed still thinking those words of my teacher it keeps me bothered
I stand and look my self at the mirror
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This curl hair of mine, I also look at my clothes its indeed loose and old class.
Niminsan Diko Nakita sarili ko because I don't look to a mirror nor minding my looks
Pero Kanina my friend words and my teacher words got me.
Do I need to change?- I ask myself Do I need to change myself?- I ask myself Do I need to change my looks?- I ask again
FAST FORWARD ➡
Then morning came
" Good morning self"
I walk towards my bathroom doing my routine
Done
I walk toward my closet choosing my old but fancy clothes my mother buy to me but I never ware. I decide to ware it and start to change I tied up my long messy curl hair
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Waring my brown polo and a black jeans also my airwalker shoes And put some gel to my hair also put a perfume to my clothes
And for the last time I look myself at the mirror murmuring the word
BETTER
Better Version Better version of myself not because of other said because I want to change for myself
Before living my house I had a very wide smile To start a day with a change of my
