
Here I am, pretty, very pretty! am trying to make myself feel GOOOOD. My head tells me am good enough, pretty, in fact so BEAUTIFUL. God has really made some people DROP DEATH GORGEOUS.....I want this crown, eventhough I know itz very impossible rite now

Why do I want it and know I cant have? cos itz meant for...

I cant help staring at these women, gosh, sooooooo preeeeetty.....:D

Now, am telling myself that am pretty, I refuse to be intimidated by these.....
This is sheer make-up, am very very very sure that if I have a beautician work on me, I'll even be more prettier.....I await to see who wins the crown, am going to watch the contest live tonight to know who wins Miss UniverseHow I wish, I only wish it were me. One thing I know is that I love myself and have people who love me, so even though I dont get a chance to contest for and win Miss universe, I can make a difference in my own way!
Life is a product of our thoughts and actions; I will not allow these pretty women make me feel... My head, mind tells me am more than good enough to make it in life and that is absolutely what I believe.