A story untold...

This is a story of how an old hag turned into now what others kept calling - 'Super Pretty'.

This not your regular fairy tale, mind you...but a REALITY. I heard it with my very own two ears. Unless...if my ears betrayed me.

Once upon a time...two or three years ago...I came to know a short skinny lady known as Miss S (Not her real name). She was so skinny and pale that you'd probably mistook her for one of those malnutritioned girls who can't grow any taller because of the deficiency. Back then, she has this habit of not eating proper lunch or dinner...but when it comes to snacks, she's the queen. Always wanting to cut down on her excess fat that she claimed she has hiding somewhere under her skin...which the rest of us cant see. She likes to proclaim herself being old and mature...and that the rest of us are just KIDS in her eyes. We couldn't agree more on that. She is old. Pale. Skinny. She's a mess. That was back then.

Now, at present time. A different location. She is still the mess she was back then. Put on some extra pounds (only some...barely noticable), more pale than before, but people's impression on her has changed. Drastically that is. From my mouth...I still spurt out words that begins with 'old...'. Others disagreed. She's now 'Super Pretty' in their eyes. Glimmering and shining like the queen she used to be. Although she still likes snacking on the street...biting on fried fishballs...day in day out. Only this time... she's earned the respect she deserved. The verbal respect that I never...and couldn't have given her. Not in this life.

I seek no solace in telling her tale here, just as a tribute to 'Super Pretty'. May you achieve all your life objectives my 'old' friend. Good luck ;)