She’s not really that kind of girl who wears fit blouses, skirts and high heeled shoes. She don’t wear make ups unless she really have to on special occasions. She’s contented with just putting a smile on her face whenever she go out of the house. And oh! She likes to wear over sized tee shirts because she really find them comfortable, matched with sneakers or rubber shoes. 

She eats like man. She chew and swallow like a man. She eat really fast, especially when bare-handed. She eat as much as my father does.

She do random chores at home when she was young. She was a farm kid. She took care of their livestocks in the farm like cows, goats, chickens, etc. She even bathed with them. 

She sleeps like a man too. She wakes up 12 noon. She also feels comfortable sleeping with her cousins.

Her legs don’t crisscross just like any other girls do. She really move like a man and even talk like a man. Her voice is loud and she laugh boisterously. She have been like this before and I don’t have any plan of changing it at all.

She loves her friends especially Karen, Jeanne, Zaidy, Charlene and Rizzel. She’s contented having a good time with them than sitting around in a corner and looking at the mirror and fixing her hair. She just want her life not to be boring.

But she’s still a girl. Still weak and fragile. Still cries. Still can be hurt. And I think I’ve to do something about it. I’ll love her, take good care of her and make her feel how special she is. That despite her insecurities especially her hair, still I see her as the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, inside and out. She deserves to be respected, loved and be cared of just like how any other girl deserved to be. :)