Let me share you a story...my story
I was in a coffee shop, Starbucks to be precise. And this two girls from our school asked me whether they could sit with me. With my friendly personality I said yes.
I was reading a novel, I closed my book and started talking to them. They brought up a topic.
"You're so perfect, Winona." One of them said, "You're beautiful, smart, popular, talented and one of the nicest and sweetest person in the planet."
I blushed, who wouldn't? It's obviously a compliment but said something of the opposite. "What you both said might be true. But it is up to you to judge me, I'm thankful that you didn't call me fake. Having no flaws is impossible, everyone has it. I'm proud to point that I have one because that doesn't make me a plastic. It's just that I am trying to make a difference, I don't want to be a normal girl. I want to be rare, unique and flare. I bet you didn't know I am a klutz and I have really bad addictions that you're not suppose to know." I smiled right after I said about the real me.
I changed the topic (another talent of mine biggrin ) and we talked for a while. I greeted them goodbye as I go back home...
I am not perfect nobody is...
 Scarlet Paramour · Fri Nov 21, 2008 @ 09:13pm · 0 Comments |
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