I am but a mass of tanned skin, black-brown hair, intimidating eyes, relatively normal features, and limbs and extremities of regular length stuck onto a body of less than average height with a slight belly to match. I have never seen myself as physically fit, exactly, nor do I see myself as someone head-turningly gorgeous like a lot of my friends are. There are a lot of things about me that I want to desperately change in a physical sense, because really, I am nothing above typical.
Regular mood swings are a norm for me, hormonal imbalance or none, though I can’t say I’m emotionally unstable. You might say I’m sensitive; I’m easily touched, easily ticked off, easily pleased, easily hurt. I tend to be intense and extreme with my emotions, and very vocal about it too. Without a venting outlet, my emotions may be easily displaced. My mood is often dangerous and difficult to control, like wildfire.
Sometimes, I think of myself as a mirror; how I behave depends on the people I’m with. If he’s the shy type, I’m the shy type. If she’s bubbly and talkative, then that’s me as well. The only time this doesn’t work is when the person I’m with is a loud and obnoxious ass. Normally when there are plenty of people I don’t know, be it walking around the Magis complex or sitting in a classroom full of people I don’t know, I’m very guarded and conscious of my actions, making me look cold and quiet sometimes. This stems from my intense fear of public embarrassment, I think. But once I’ve settled in a little niche, especially with the people who are close to me, the loud, wild and sometimes shameless little monster inside of me comes out with a vengeance. Heh.
I’m not exactly a socially-awkward person, nor am I totally socially-adept. I’m neither mainstream nor hipster, trendsetter nor wallflower either. Truth is, I’m really just somewhere in between all that. And I like where I am. I’m not the type to be easily swayed by new trends, habits, practices and opinions, sans...
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