The UGLY Truth

Where you get rejected for being ugly

Attention ladies and gentlemen, if you're not beautiful, don't even bother trying.

The site in question is a very self-serving www.beautifulpeople.com, and apparently is the sexiest website in the world right now, or according to to CNN it is. A few things about the site:

1. It's a dating site. (How is that different from match.com you ask? Read below!)
2. It's a dating site for elite, beautiful people. (Ugh, it's discriminating.. or is it?)
3. It's a dating site for people who are naturally inclined to beauty.

So the gist is that the whole thing works this way: You apply online, and then the members will be given 48 hours to vote if you're beautiful enough (very democratic, no?), and if you are, congratulations! You're certified beautiful enough to meet beautiful people from all over the world.

You are now allowed to gain access to meeting, dating beautiful people that is also very beautiful and have some beautiful babies! Statistics never lie:

BeautifulPeople.com is known to quickly and successfully bring people together.

According to the statement, more than 10,000 serious relationships have been founded through BeautifulPeople.com.

More than 400 beautiful babies have been born to members.

More than 80,000 members have had a romantic interlude through BeautifulPeople.com, the statement said.

See? I'm sorry peeps, but it's the ugly truth of survival that the world needs less of ugly people. I mean, it's natural, right? Survival of the fittest (or in this case, beautiful-est) and the laws of natural selection?

My honest opinion - Give me a break.

To make it sound as being called beauty is the only thing that matters in life ruined my decades of coming to terms with not being categorized as beautiful. Yes, decades, because ugly and fat is probably the worst thing you can tell a girl right in her face, and it's probably what caused the many people I know to sometimes not eat, eat very little, or crazy diets.

I believe that people who experienced oppression are more considerate - because how can they not be? People who had been called ugly will think twice before calling another person that because they know how much it actually hurts. Beautiful people have no qualms calling people ugly because they never knew how is it like being one. Conformity towards societal perception is one of the main causes for social ills, whether you like it or not.

All in all (I have so many things to say about this matter, it's hard to organize my thoughts) I can only say one thing:

If you think looks are the end-all and be-all, you're pretty much losing out on everything the world has to offer.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

I want it end now.

I'm getting the feeling that I'm a nasty person to choose as a blogger. It's not my way of expressing ideas, thoughts - but it's for me to rant. And I just happened to be a far more eloquent posted when I'm pissed than anything.

I woke up today with a feverish state of body. Cold but not cold yet. Feeling sick but not sick yet.  A thought came across me that perhaps it's an unknown and yet to be curable ailment that renders me workable. Only sickly workable. Needless to say, lab session failed, and then the emo session begins. As much as I went on about creating datas for the subjective aspects of my thesis, when it comes down to it, I'm a pretty honest person. Thanks to my own ego that had somewhat commissioned an individualistic sense of honour that abides to no one but my own screwed up flow of logic. 

Probably at best at certain times, but I'm certain that it's the worst this time. Not only that I felt guilty about conjuring things up in places that might matter, but also an automatic self-condemning system would be activated. This is when I will be remembering how much I failed in certain times, how much of a useless jerk I am, what are the regrets I have. Granted this feeling probably does not last longer than a few days, but when it comes, it's nothing to shout about. Cue: complete loss of appetite, bad health, sudden shrinkage (a friend told me that it was obvious that I lost some weight), mood swings, erratic sleeping patterns, and the desire to burn (verbally) everyone who expressed immense hatred for things that I like.

I want an end to the pre-graduation struggle and get a job quickly. I know one could never be prepared enough for what's out there waiting, and I know I would miss the college life like hell when I left it for whatever I get later on. Things are just shitty and I'd rather be earning money than to sit around wasting my own health for something that might not even matter come this convocation. 

Say, if for example, instead of working as someone in the Science field, I ended up as the marketing staff. 

Hypothetically, of course. Though I am putting some efforts into applying for a job in publishing and journalism. Who know? 

Thursday, April 9, 2009