Cosmetic Surgeory

Nowadays the topic of plastic surgeory is becoming such a norm. You see online, people's process of forcing themselves to be accepted in this society by brutually fixing themselves up left right and centre. Why do people do it? Is it really neccessary? What are the real effects of it?

First of all, if people go under the knife,i think it depends on the degree they are changing themselves. If it is just making the a double lined eyelid, or removing a beauty spot, or even lifting the saggy eyes...to me these are acceptable...but it is the psychological affect that people feel and think after knowing what one has done to themselves...I think if it is not natural, it would never be accepted. First of all, people can see. Even the top surgeons can't win against mother nature.

People go under the knife wishing and thinking they will be accepted as beautiful, or to booost their confidence every time they look themselves in the mirror, or some other motives...but the first two reasons I think will not really be achieved. It is because in the end, how beautiful one is, all depends on how one feels inside. If the person feels beautiful inside, as long as the person is not deformed, that person will be beautiful and an individual. If one chooses to go under the knife, they do not believe themselves worthy of being beautiful, and that rejection will always be there. Once they have the public's attention more than before, but once they realise beauty comes from within, it is nothing but regrets of going under the knife in the first place...It is because one has lost their identity...Where is their identity? Their self worth? Your parents can't even identify you anymore, your friends might need to act differently and think differently towards you...I think the effect of cosmetic surgeory is quite consequential...one's whole life changes! Unless one is about to jump off the building because of their looks, is it really worth the change? Worth the pain?

March already

Time is again flying past so fast…a day is full of plans right now, full of hope, full of ideas, life, youth…

Yet, reality is kicking in a fistful at a time…before I even fully recover from the last one, the next blow has already hit in…so darn cruel, so darn real…