Neglecting my blog no more. I know I have been absent for the last couple of weeks. So here’s a recap. We visited South Korea for ten days. We were just in Seoul the whole time. It was still pretty cold although it’s Springtime already. Also, it’s been a month since I was experiencing severe coughing so I had myself checked up and found out my asthma has returned. I haven’t used Nebulizer since I was a little kid. I can’t even remember it anymore. So no more inhaling vape shit or shisha. I’m done. What else? Hmmm. Oh. I cut my own hair and had a fringe. Happened on a night when I had nothing to do. Picked a scissor. Opened Youtube. And cut cut cut cut. Hahaha. Turns out…Best DIY ever that has happened to me. I guess it suits me. Now, it’s me and my bangs every single day that I have to take care of. But mostly, I just clip my fringe up if I don’t feel like letting it loose down. It’s a bothersome and requires too much effort. I don’t have the patience to fix my hair all the time.
I guess that’s just it. Hihi. Babush!
What does it mean when someone says you are a good person? Does it mean you are likeable? Smart? Kind? Nice? When good is being used as the generic term for almost everything that is not bad, it gets to the point that it is confusing sometimes.
Recently, I was told I was a good girl. I believe the reason for that comment was I refused to go out at night saying I have a curfew so the only time I can go out is during daytime. After that comment, it got me thinking how is it true that I’m such a good girl? How was I a good girl? Did I somehow pass that person’s certain criteria as “good”, or what? But most of all, why am I even doubting that remark in the first place? Is it probably because I reject the notion that I am a good girl, after all? 😂 I’m not sure where this is leading but those are some intriguing ideas that I have.
Just wanted to point that I do consider myself as a good person;I share my blessings with other people;I pray;I love my family dearly. However, I am also aware of the evil side that I have. Not only to say that it is normal for every person to have, but I personally think one can only take so much shit in this world that the only outlet that one can have is to respond in such an awful comeback. It’s the honest truth and you know it. Despite the harsh reality though, I try to show heavenly kindness as much as I can with everyone else since I can never know what a person has been through for him/her to act that way. But that’s just me.
It would also depend on like what situation I am in. I know that there are circumstances that bring out the evil side in me and during that time is when my patience is really tested. So yeah, I’m pretty much like everyone else. Sometimes, dressed up as an angel but probably most of the time, more comfortable playing Satan’s role.
Generally, it’s so easy to just identify someone as good. Good being such a basic word nowadays that we tend to look or ask for more when we are given this as an answer. What do you mean good? Is she pretty? Boring? or Okay? Tell me something more!
I guess my point is, the term good doesn’t even cover a tad bit of the description of my whole personality. For me, I find it overused that it is starting to sound meaningless, invalid and useless when it comes to how people respond to things. Not to be hypocrite, but I find myself using that word a lot too. Like when someone asks me how my day was, my to-go answer would be ‘good!’ if not ‘great’. How is it like that? I can’t blame those people who use ‘good’ as a response though. They are probably not interested or lazy to come up with a more sensible word, just like me.