You know, when I look back at this quote, I sound like a whiney teenager who has just been dissed by some popular kid and is venting her anger out upon her blog. Quite frankly, it makes me sound like a total nerd.
Let me elaborate upon it, please read if you have nothing better to do, I'm writing because I don't.
Let me be the first to admit that I am vain. I do indeed suffer from that particular sin, maybe not to such a ridiculous degree as some people, I'm not in love with myself, I love myself, but am not in love with myself. I like my body, I like looking acceptable, I'm not a fanatic about clothing nor do I stress out over eating a bit too much dessert. To tell the truth, I enjoy eating, but I am a fanatic over being physically fit. I would never want to be weak or fat (no offence to those who live under those catagories, I have nothing against you, you don't disgust me in any way, but that's just not for me). Let me reiterate that I am both vain and not a fanatic over clothing. There's nothing wrong with wearing comfortable clothing once or twice a week, but beware, how you dress instantly makes an impresion upon people. How often have you seen movies in which the nerd is taken out of his/her normal clothes, made up, and all of a sudden, (s)he's a babe? Same person, different clothes, there you are.
You Are How You Dress.
Oh, and other people's hair does bother me. I'd rather you be a fat slob than have greasy stringy hair, and I don't care who knows it. If you do, put it up in a ponytail, cut it, wash it, do something with it.
It's gross.
Sorry.
All well, goodnight!
P.S.-a quick mention of the entry below, random stories float in my mind all the time, events take place that spawn anything from long adventures to quick little pieces like the one below. I usually lack the discipline to sit down, collect my thoughts and type them out; that particular one was spawned from a beautiful night sky.
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