I live by my own rules

First of all I’d like to thank my friends for all the nice comments about my “Are you Interested?” rant, had no idea people would actually find it interesting enough to read all the way through. Funny enough, I did get one comment from a girl who decided to rant against me, nice huh!? The best thing is that she didn’t even write about the article, it was more like a personal attack, get over it, whatever it is! Of course, I decided not to post it, just to piss her off a little! lol

Its funny how people in this world have their own set of rules, I sure have mine. I am originally British and have lived here in Costa Rica long enough to adopt some of the Latin characteristics, all the good ones, I like to think. I think the foundation of my mind still remains very British and it is why sometimes I live by certain rules that maybe are not the same as the ones most people have in this country. You see, I think that we all choose to live the way we want to live, there is no set of rules other than those of common sense. We all suffer the consequences of our actions so who are we to judge or say that someone else has done wrong?

So this person that wrote in, accused me of using the word “girl” to describe myself, honey, according to where I come from, the word girl means female. If you still have your doubts, look it up. Wikipedia says that “ a girl is any female human from birth through childhood and adolescence to attainment of adulthood and may also mean a young woman.” I don’t know about you but in my mind I am a girl, meaning I have certain body parts that would normally describe myself as a full blown female. I suggest that if English isn’t your first language and you are not an open minded person, then maybe you should stay away from reading my stuff.

I also got accused of not dressing my age, and is there a rule somewhere as to how I must dress? I believe I dress the way I like without giving a single consideration to what people think, much less somebody who has no clue as to who I am. For those who do not know me, I’m a simple dresser, jeans, t-shirts, flip flops and sometimes heels, pretty straight forward basic if you ask me. Do I like to dress sexy? Hell yea I do, every now and then, and why wouldn’t I? Its not like I’m dead, doesn’t mean I dress like a slut or act like one, much less go around giving people shit because I am not comfortable in my own skin!

So anyway, life is not about control and rules, it’s about choices in each and every moment. I choose to be me, I choose to do what I want and when I want. I choose to not care about what people think of me or say about me. If a person chooses to see this world as a hostile and judgmental place, then that is the way it will be. We choose to pay attention or to ignore, I choose to ignore.

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