We are ambivalent

So, right now, I'm plain ol' bored and thought I'd whip up a redundant post? Hah, am I thoughtful or what? :P

I am currently lying on my bed, lights off and have my lappy, Trent against my thighs with (I figure) about 59 minutes of battery life-span left. I just finished watching Starstruck and boy, Christopher Wilde is absolutely adorable in a if-I-was-still-fifteen kind of way. The kid has the most beautiful pair of blue eyes and frankly, he is better looking than Zac Efron. Or perhaps Christopher Wilde is more of a my sort of guy? Zac Efron's face kind of looks...weird in an unfathomable, inexplicable way. If you're a Zac Efron fan/supporter/follower or whatsoever, I apologize because I don't mean to put Zac Efron down at all. So, yep, don't take it to heart. Thank you. :)

Speaking of looks, has it ever occured to you that we would always think of ourselves as good-looking? Like, we would at times, take a glance into the mirror and have it in our mind that we're not that bad looking and actually have a pretty decent face? Even though we may deny of our beauty, try to be humble or whatever, there is always a tiny part of us that would think we're good-looking despite of our flaws and everything? Now, don't you be hasty to disagree with me. Think about it. It is true to a certain extent. Well, for me, it is definitely true because I feel that way of myself. I may not think that I have a stunning face cut out for magazines but I do think that I am good-looking to a certain degree and that I am not horrendous because I could still be displayed in public. I suppose it is also our ego and confidence doing the tricks, huh? I've grown to love myself and be confident about myself over the past years. :)

Anyway, I need to immediately put an end to my post 'cause I am left with MINUTES. Hah hah. Toodleys.