So,what is perfect?Yea sure the definition of perfect : having all the required elements or qualities/free from any flaws.

But have anyone thought about what IS perfect?

Answer is :nobody or thing is perfect.

Yea,if you have a girlfriend/boyfriend and say she/he is perfect,yea,it's acceptable.But she/he is perfect in YOUR EYES ONLY.NOT ANYBODY ELSES.

So,another question,if nobody or anything is perfect,why judge?

What does judging give you?Does it benefit you? I hear people judge other people to make themselves look bigger.But it does'nt.It never did.

By judging I don't mean by law and lawyer judging you bla bla bla....

I mean by this:

"Ew,look at her hair,its looks like its never been washed before."

"Ew,so many pimples!Nobody would want to even go near you!"

*if you're white* "Look at that black girl over there,I would'nt even go near her.","Why?","Cuz she's black!Black and white don't mix."

You heard it.And I believe that YOU said something like this before too.Am I right?

It does'nt matter wheather you admit it or not,what matters is that you know it.

I admit,I have judged people like that.And ya know what?It hurts to admit something like that.

Here's the flaw that EVERYONE has : Everybody judges everything on the outside.

You see,we never took the time of our day to get to know someone on the inside.

I bet that if you're white,(like me,but I'm asian :D) most of your best friends are white too right?And black friends of yours and just your 'aquantances',meaning just somebody you know.

Yes,most of my friends are whites too,but that does'nt mean I don't have black friends.

I do have black friends,but,they won't take the time to get to know me too.But i'll just count them as my friends.

What's wrong with the world?We did this to ourselves.We ruined ourselves.We made life complicated while its quite easy.

Biggest question:What's wrong with us?

What in the world in history did black people do to white people and vice versa?What happened?

What's so wrong about having friends with different skin colours?

I bet if you walked with your best friend who happened to be different skin coloured,nobody with the same skin colour as you would understand you.

Why can't we all just be a family?

I'm a christian,and christ taught me that everyone is my brother and sister.Not by blood of course,but,you know what I mean.

If you took the time out and get to know people,whether its the same skin colour or not,you would know the difference.

Sometimes you would find yourself surprised by their personalities that are so different and unique than you expected.

Another thing : Why do they keep saying blondes are dumb??!!

What's wrong being a blonde?

If you dig korean guys/girls,you'd be surprised that they like non-asians.

I so wish I wasn't asian T.T

Who even invented that blondes were dumb?

Personally,I love blonde hair.

To me its such a unique hair colour,like,it's yellow but it's not quite yellow,it's gold but it's not quite gold,like a yelowwishgold colour.

Would it be such a shock if a blonde grauduated let alone get an A?Or even be succesful?

I would'nt be in shock.

I would be quite proud of blondes actually,this way they are trying to change people's point of view about their brains.

The word they use :Beauty AND brains :D

OK,back to 'the perfect talk'.......

If you think LONG and HARD about the word perfect,it's definition, AND reality about perfect,you would understand what perfect means.And what I mean.

To me,being perfect is BORING.

Literally,like,think about it,

if EVERYONE in this world IS PERFECT,would'nt it be just,well,boring?There's nothing anybody can do to make anything more perfect,because we already are.It would be sickening to see Barbie and Ken walking the streets everyday.

That's why God made and used the word : Flaws

Flaws make us unique.Flaws make everybody different.Flaws makes it more interesting.Flaws makes us work harder to the word perfect.Or close to perfect anyways.

Go hear the song Identity by Lecrae,it's a christian rap song,it's pretty good actually.It can somehow relate to what i'm writing now.

Here's a poem I found that is PERFECT for this blog i'm writing :

Prejudice

My eyes meet hers
I see her dark skin,her dark clothes
But do I really see?

I judge her by her skin,her face
Difference is the brother of inferiority
I hear her voice-the tone,the expression
But do I really listen?
Do I really hear?
Do I really care?

The content of what she is saying
Makes no difference to me
These same words came out of my mouth yesterday
This fact with be disregarded

I am not in contact with an individual,
Rather, a representative from a different culture
   When I look at people as people,really look . . .
   Disregard their ethinicity . . .
   Then
   And only then
   Will I really,truly see.

Touching eh?

Well,I'm not gonna blaber so much about it now,

cuz there's only so much to blaber about,

But do bear my mind,think,

About what I typed hear.