I was putting on my makeup this morning, (this sounds conceited, I'm sorry, I'm not) and I was (once again) startled by my eyes. They're huge and green, and having actual green eyes is uncommon and there just interesting looking. I love my eyes. But as I was doing this, I wondered how other eyes saw me.
I know my friends see me as a total sucker for kids and puppies and a complete softie who loves almost everyone and really nice to pretty much everyone and makes everyone laugh with my expressive and sarcastic sense of humor.
I know Sam sees me like that too, plus a little more I don't know.
And I know that people I don't know so well see me as this totally hard bitch who'll just as soon slap you as kiss you and knows all the answers in class and makes jokes to her friends that probably seem insulting due to the tone of sarcasm.
I know my mom thinks I'm this selfish bitch who only cares for herself and is out to make her life harder and get in trouble.
I know Ryan thinks the same thing.
My sisters think I'm god. That I can do anything and save them from everything.
My grandma sees... I don't know. I think she sees something similar to my friends or she wouldn't be how she is with me.
I know what so many people see in me, but I don't know what I see in myself. I mean... I'm funny and sarcastic and really expressive. I brag about my friends and siblings and boyfriend beyond the point where most people care. I'm pretty but not stunning. I'm rude sometimes but not usually. I'm brutaly honest.. I know these things. I just don't know the whole it comes out to.
Well, I have to leave and go to school now.
I hate school.
I'm really cold...
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