Not Scared Anymore

I hated to voice my opinion, because I was afraid of judgement.
I guess it was because in my young mind, I want to be accepted.
But now, I'm not scared anymore.
Because I know, my opinions are not alone.
Only one person is need to voice out their disagreement and many will follow.
Being a leader is way better than being a follower.
I learned that it is better to be heard than not saying anything at all.
Even if rejected, there is no regrets.
People will respect you  way more than when you're just a sheep. 

So, yesterday was Valentines Day...

Happy Single Awareness Day to me.
Forever Alone Face. :'(
WAH WAH whatever.
Yesterday was a Chelsea day. :P
I went to the mall and got 3 pieces of free chocolate and a lotion.
and...I finished my paper!

The friend who is always there to cheer you up.

Something happened to me early into the school year of Fall 2011. I felt misunderstood and betrayed in a way; I was scared and I cried for days. I did not know what to do, who to face, or who to trust. Honestly, what I cried about wasn't worth it. I guess, at that time I felt emotionally attacked, disturbed, and was at a lost of what to do.

At that time, it seemed like a big deal because I was so focused. Now, it is like nothing. This event helped me become a stronger person and see how "adult" certain people actually are. 

During this time, I talked to my friends and of course, they take my side because they witness everything I've been through, but all those word they say I did not feel any better. 

A week or two after the event, I messaged my friend, who I haven't seen since high school graduation, on Facebook. I wanted to tell her how happy I was for her new relationship; I've never seen her that happy before and I just wanted to congratulate her. We messaged each other a bit, and I told her how upset I was about what happened to me more than a week ago. Then, she wrote me a paragraph of an answer similar to what that can be read on an advice column of a magazine or whatever. She told me what I needed to hear.

This girl is not my best friend, but she is the only friend who can cheer me up under any circumstance.

She always know the words I needed to hear and sometimes more than what I looked for. Her words made me reflect on myself for the better and made me focus on the good rather than the bad. I am forever grateful of having a friend like her; she talks to me with an nonjudgmental attitude and I really admire that of her.