Sunday, July 31, 2011

The Big Kids

Ever since I was little, I was always told that I'm very mature for my current age. Hearing this over and over, it went straight to my head. I strutted around feeling a good decade older than what I was. However, this is not restricted to just my childhood. This weekend my mother's friends came over for a couple cocktails and to chat. Knowing that I'm very mature, I decided to put my skills to the test.

I learned that I can communicate very well with older people. Sharing many things in common with my mother's friends, we held pretty decent conversations. Chatting anywhere from their exboyfriends, to writing, to food, to life stories. Me being me, and the amazing me that I am, knew that I couldn't possibly contribute to the hilarious anecdotes of past times. So I merely told my recent stories of life lessons.

This proved to be quite a success. With each laugh and giggle and retort, this encouraged me to tell more and more. It turns out that I am very mature for my age and that I can play with the big kids. I actually restarted blogging because one of them. She has inspired me to blog again. And because of her, you get to read about my amazing life you wish you had, so thank her.... But above all thank me :)

Be Jealous.

I often catch myself smiling at the amazing "me" I am. Sure, I can be particularly confident in ways no really should be about themselves. But how can one help not being jealous of me. Even I am sometimes jealous of me. With each shooting star, I close my eyes and make the best wish I could make.

"Please, shooting star, let me be as perfect as me."

Then, when I open my eyes, i find that my wish has come true. How many people can say that a wish upon a star has come true? Not many, I guess. But, me being me, am lucky enough to say that my wish to be perfect like the beautiful reflection in my mirror has more than come true. So in my desperation to share my perfection with the world, so everyone can bask in my glory, I have decided to start a blog inspired by, you guessed it, me.

You can laugh at my funny life situations, or cry in jealousy at my will-always-be-better-than-you life situations, or smile at the perfection that I call Me.