So naturally I'm myself, right? What if I don't know who myself is yet? I know who I want to be and I know who other people think I am, but I'm not either of those things yet.
I am pretty. I see it sometimes after a run when I feel so sweaty and gross and I walk in the front door and I don't look half bad. I see it sometimes when I've spent forty minutes getting ready only to wash all the make-up off and try over again just to realize it looked better the first time round.
I am smart. I know I am. It becomes blatantly obvious when I get one hundred percent on a test that I didn't study for, and didn't do the homework for the unit. I can't deny it when someone asks me for help in math or chemistry and I can without hardly thinking. I realize it when I can give great feedback in class while my nose is buried in my book.
I am great with people. I know I get crabby and unpleasant, but even on those days I can't walk down the halls without being stopped every fifteen feet. No wonder I'm so often late to class. Another thing, my teachers don't count me tardy because I'm a favorite student, despite the fact that I don't put maximum effort in (A.K.A. I fail their class for most of the term and still manage to at least get a C based on tests.)
I can dance. I know I never acknowledge it, but my dancing is the thing that brings me most joy. I want to learn most disparately but I don't have the money or time. I love it when someone says I'm good, not gonna lie, but I never agree because even though I love it with my whole soul, I'm not very good. I'm slightly above average (if even that) but I am not anywhere close to being 'good'.
