Photo by Krystina Orozco, Philippines '07
First day of class is always nice...especially a creative writing one strangely involving a fortune cookie and it's fortune set to supposedly jump start your streamline of thoughts. Directions were to interpret the fortune, compose anything and everything that comes to mind, stop when told, recite, and then, share your fortune.
Fresh from my head, straight onto paper, raw in delivery, palms gripped and sweaty, hidden under my desk, guard way up, I recite an unedited, uncut, naked version of my "stuff" live to an audience for my very first time where immediate response and judgement would painfully follow:
Inhale.
What one consists of, what makes a person who they are, is like a separate universe of its own, and like the different, shining stars that make up a constellation, so do different experiences to a person's life. Beauty, if you had to ask me, is the sum of your experiences plus and most importantly, the way you view these experiences: positively or negatively. I've once heard that the world wasn't really separated between the rich and the poor; instead, it's division truly lies between those who had experienced love and have loved themselves and those who have not.
Beauty to me is positivity, a positive outlook in life under any given cold, warm, heavy, light, low or high circumstance. Beauty is taking the ugliest thing and still being able to look at it with a matter of utmost awe.
The coming of beauty into my life equivalates to mastering the art of my own contentment."
My fortune: "A beautiful, smart, and loving person will be coming into your life."
Sigh.
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