As i grew older with knowledge,

You know after seeing gazillions of naked bodies,
you start to be a little philosophical about life, and acceptance of self.

For starters, I never ever want to grow old.
I'm scared, terrified, extremely petrified, of growing old.
Old where you are sagging, wrinkly, pudgy, ugly.
Not beauty lines you get when you're like 60,
but somewhere in the middle, like 40ish and you're just neither here nor there.
Just plainly ugly fat.

You start to appreciate bodies,
like forms and shapes.
Bone structure, face structure, skin tone, skin even-ness.
Things you never thought matters, existed.
You start to look at people in a different light,
almost imagining if they did look that good underneath all the accessories that hides.
You start to be able to tell who is confident about their bodies, and who simply is not.

I am starting to embrace the way I am,
my body my bone structure.
What I can do about it, and what I can't change.
I could have it alot more worst,
but hey,
this is what I have!

So this is what FYP had taught me thus far.
I think the journey had been a long one.
Hmms.