I don't usually look into anyone's eyes or faces unless I know them and I am talking to them. But lately, in the office, I have been trying to look people in the eye-- those I meet while I am walking around the area. If they look back, my smile is ready. I know people have the impression that I am a snob, "suplada", or "mataray" because I don't usually look at them and I don't usually start a conversation with anyone. It's a misconception that I am ready to change.

Today, just like the other days, I started my day trying to look at people in the eyes and faces wearing my friendly smile, when Olah! There's this one girl who looked at me from head to foot as if saying, "Hmp! You don't belong here!"... Just when my lips were half-way to a smile. I bet she never had the chance to see that because she was busy giving me that scrutinizing-look within that 3 or 5 seconds.

I almost cried. The impact of that look has struck my very core. It could change my life forever if I allow it to get through me.

She's right if she thinks that I don't belong to her world-- and technically, I am not a regular there. But it is only because I chose NOT to belong.

Anyway, one reason why I decided to smile at her was to paint a smile on her face, too. No. Make that "her ugly face". But I guess she'd rather stay ugly. Hah!

Do it to me one more time or do it more often. I'll get used to it-- her and her ugly face!

As JS said, "Yaan mo na yun. Pangit sya." (Let it go. She's ugly anyway). Right.

Tomorrow I won't be seeing her because I am reporting in Makati. And by the time I see her again (prolly on Friday), I would have forgotten the feeling that her ugly look has given me.

All right, I am done ranting. Moving on to the next ugly face that I see. Can't do something about their volume, eh. *hehehe* Some people just choose to be ugly. Let them be. *wink*