Saturday, November 14, 2009

The Real About Me (part 1)...

I grew up in Indiana the oldest of three girls. My parents married right out of high school and are still married (go them!!!) The first memory I have is my room in the apartment we lived in when I was very small. All I really remember is the Witchy Poo poster on the wall. That my first memory is of a witch may explain much about me. I went on to be the "smart" one in my family. My sister (a year younger than me) was the pretty one. As if those labels didn't warp us for life. I spent my whole school career quite arrogant in my belief that I was brilliant but completely insecure with my looks. My sister on the other hand knew she was gorgeous but was convinced she was dumb as a stump. She was not..she's just as smart as I was (if I was really smart at all...personally I think I was just a really good faker). I'd like to say I was not a total troll but I never got over my insecurities.

1 comment:

  1. Babe, you were and are the smart and gorgeous one. You are perfect in every way. :)