Anti_Status Quo

Living against and chllenging thre status quo

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Creative Development

Just read through my second-year assignment (Body Uncomfortable). I can’t believe I wrote those blogs. I have one word to describe the assignment; Crazy. This is hilarious...

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Initially this is how I looked like on my first day of my ‘Staying the same journey’. I just figured it would be really rude if I showed you how I looked like now without showing you how I looked like beforehand, when I got all the compliments about how I looked, dressed and presented myself.

I must admit though, there was a huge contrust between how I looked like from my first day to my last. I decided to document my look everyday besides my last because on the last day it was more about me. I wasthe documentation, I was a walking piece of art myself. However there is a picture of how I looked like the day before the last though. 

I’ve never lost complexion over dirt though hahahahahaha, like ever! this was my first time.It was quite interesting I must say. I wouldn’t even have long conversations with peple I knew anymore... Let’s save that for another day shall we.. Haha

The picture without the glasses is how I looked like on the 9th day of the execution. 

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This is me after my body uncomfortable experience. I’m all washed up and clean. I’ve actually learned a lot about who I and staying true to myself. Truth is: People will always have their own extended opinions about you regardless of how you dress, look or treat them. What really matters isn’t how much their perception of you affects you but in how you react to it.Some one once said “People and general situations are powerless without your reaction”. 

I do not for a second believe that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger but I do believe that being true to yourself is the greatest respect one can ever earn and give to themselves. Society can group and classify me as anything because that’s all it can ever be able to do: Label.

If it were’t for society and the power it has over you, would you stand tall and bold for absolutely every choice you make? (I doubt it) 

We are given ‘free will and choice’ but our right to excercise it is truly what we aren’t given. Think about it... 

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He inspires me. The Dubaian citizen hasn’t bathed in 60 years. He’s still up and surviving

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Fears of the self

It’s really starting to go down how I initially thought it would but only with some people. Apparently I’ve already started to smell so people are keeping their distance from me. I guess one isn’t as easily accepted by society. If they are, they are easily shunned and forgotton about because they don’t fit in within the ideology.

We have become so used to society’s drug that ceasing to use it prooves to be fatal to our very own existence. It questions and threatens who we are. For instance if we don’t get educated and a well paying job, we will amount to nothing.

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Current look from not bathing until the end of my creative assignment

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Here we go again

I went to the mall with a couple of friends today. I realised how it doesn’t cost a thing for people to point fingers and judge without knowing exactly what one might be going through. I don’t like being looked at, quite frankly I don’t understand what gives peole the motive to look at something which they are not willing to change (if at all it’s not in place).

I want my old clean me back but I’m still falling, falling for my new unclean yet genuine body. the one thing that has me very true to myself. I seee the change in my pimples, ever since I haven’t been bathing I have less of them. Perhaps this is what I should do in order to control them. I call them facial pestisides 

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Day 4

The itching won’t stop. The dirt between my teeth keeps me from conversting with my peers. I worry. Perhaps more than I should. With everybody telling me what to do, what I should’ve done, what choices I should’ve taken, I’m heavily burdened with the weight of judgement. 

“Please don’t come near me nextweek”, I don’t wanna be associated with you I hear them saying. They proud themselves in representing a socal construction that merely takes the time to half empathise with them.

They are what makes up society, they are called people, friends and family.

I call them a lost generation that’s constantly defining itself trough value systems that only cater for the few that practice and enjoy power. 

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Day 2

I wish I could stop scratching. I met my aunt this morning and I had to choose my words right in order to avoid saying much. It’s not easy at all tryna keep up with yourself when everybody else expects you to be ing else or act in a certain way rather. I haven’t taken this shirt off yet, my neck iches. I can’t possibly stop scratching and popping my pimples too, I think not acquinting myself with water is the worst choice I’ve ever had to make, living with the consequences is even harder.

My lips are dry. Super dry, I’m starting to swell on the bottom right side of my lip. I can smell my bad breath everytime I speak. I wanna bath :’(

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Day 1 fears of the self

I like the compliments:

Apparently I look good. The look that I’m rocking suits me well. My tie is on point, hair is cut well and the glasses elevate me to a whole different level