guilty pleasure

...He came across a deep pool in a forest, from which he took a drink. As he did, he saw his reflection for the first time in his life, and fell in love with the beautiful boy he was looking at, not realizing it was himself. Eventually, after pining away for a while, he realized that the image he saw in the pool was a reflection of himself. Realizing that he could not act upon this love, he tore his dress and beat his body, his life force draining out of him. His soul was sent to 'the darkest hell' and the narcissus flower grew where he died.



ugh, creepy story, right? it's a greek mythology, taken from wikipedia. just google it if you want to. well, this story told us about a stupid gay who gazed at his own reflection and fell in love at the first sight with the boy in the water.

okay, here's the thing. i have this, um, let's say: habit, to stare at my reflection for a long time
(but it's not that i love myself. nada. it's more like gracing god's gift. ehehe. and obviously i don't stare into plain water. thanks god the cleverest person ever lived had invented the greatest thing on earth: MIRROR.)

and everytime i looked into the mirror, i smiled 'cause i feel beautiful, especially when i looked into my bedroom's wall mirror. *don't know what magic spell that mirror does got.*
it's a lil' bit narcisstic, i know. but i just can't help it. i don't know whether its a good or a bad habit (my mom said that it's a f*ckin' bad habit. gue genit katanya. whatsoever. i enjoy it. haha, guilty pleasure). but thanks god *again* that my bff irene has the same urge like i do: stare into the mirror.


erm, although irene suffers the same thing like i do, i think *sometimes* mine is worser than hers.
my habit includes taking a bunch of photos in front of the mirror which i know she doesn't like to.

the conclusion is that everytime i saw my reflection in the mirror, i feel dainty and as long as you don't became a maniac like narcissus *the poor greek boy who commited suicide*, i think it's safe to look into a mirror for a long time. don't complain about your acnes and spots, just ignore 'em because everyone *even emma watson* got them and no one really cares, anyway. find your favorite part of your face *mine is my eyebrow*. look at it for a while, think, and you will see that god is really generous. all things considered.



finally, don't forget to say:
MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL, WHO'S THE FAIREST ONE OF ALL?

and answer that question by yourself:
YOU.