Time to Sleep: The Most Beautiful Day on Earth

In just a few more hours, we will be crowning the new Miss Universe for 2009. I am so excited to watch this, not because I am in anyway related to the Philippine delegate, its just that it will be another feather in our country's cap if she does win. I haven't had the chance to watch this girl's progress closely, but based on what I heard, she truly has a chance to bag the crown.

We only had 2 Miss Universe in the Philippines, Gloria Diaz (1969) and Margarita Moran (1973) and hopefully (keeping my fingers crossed), Bianca Manalo will be the 3rd Miss Universe. I love watching beauty pageants, probably because I love looking at beauty and enriching my life with it.

Which brings me to the subject of beauty. I have to admit, dear readers, that I am suffering from what is commonly known as "inferiority complex". If you have known me in person, you will know how shy and introverted I really am. I was never the life of the party, I never greet people first, afraid that they will ignore me. This started when I had the WORST case of acne when I was merely 13 years old. I was just about to start high school then and I had to transfer to another school, it was really difficult for me to make friends. I felt I lacked "beauty", physical beauty that is. I felt I was the most unfortunate person in the world. To add insult to the injury, my younger sister was starting to bloom at that time, so imagine how I felt when people say how pretty she is and then there I was, looking absolutely miserable.

But looking back on it, it was difficult for me to make friends that time not because the people around me alienated me, it was because of my very low self-esteem. As I said, I was painfully shy and I seldom talked. Some people actually thought I was mute, it was that horrible. But as time passed by, I slowly began to realize that its okay, even though I will never be voted as the cutest guy in school, what's important is how you project yourself. I felt that instead of being so down because I think I am ugly, why not bring emphasis on the things about me that people will like. I was a voracious reader and even back then I could speak English very well, that what set me apart from the others. I gained the reputation of being a very serious person, in my yearbook the comment underneath my picture was "Russel was neither popular nor outgoing but he is amiable".

The yearbook comment made me sad at first, I mean why do they have to point out me not being popular nor outgoing? Amiable, hmmmm. It makes me sound like I am so dull. Anyway, after graduating from high school, I tried to reinvent myself. I didn't turn into a wild person but I did my best to reach out. It worked, I think. Hehehehe. Until now I am still trying to resolve the issues I have within myself. Its not easy but hey, nothing worth having is ever easy.

Well, I am not sure if I am still making sense here, so I better go to sleep now, I still have to watch Miss Universe later. Let me close this with this lovely poem:

The beauty of a person
isn't in the clothes he wears,
The figure that he carries,
or the way he combs his hair.

The beauty of a person
must be seen from in his eyes;
Because that's the doorway to his heart,
the place where love resides.

The beauty of a person
isn't in a facial mole;
But true beauty in a person,
is reflected by his soul.

It's the caring that he cares to give,
the passion that he shows;
And the beauty of a person
with passing years only grows.

Take care and enjoy life!

"Bianca Manalo: Miss Philippines 2009"

Charmedwishes...

Blessed be!