The girl who stands before you now is a fake. I have always been insecure, nervous and shy. I was insecure about the way I dressed, the way I looked and the way I thought others perceived me. All throughout high school, my relationships weren't relationships at all. I talked to the smartest because I felt that I NEEDED to be smart. I talked to the most popular because I thought I NEEDED to be popular. I laughed with the comedians because I thought I NEEDED to be a comedian to fit in. Until reality hit! I was never going to be the smartest, the prettiest, the funniest or the best dressed. I was going to be ME!
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So, imagine my surprise when I hit college. I had shed the unwanted pounds, shopped at the mall and landed a second job. The guys started to notice, and I started to notice the guys. But I have always been cautious about roaming eyes (if you catch my drift), or a dude so warped in his own image that he would defy a woman with his slanted eyes…coming off smooth but deceit dripping from his lips. Easily, I knew their type, and I chose to stay away from fear of what I knew he wanted. And I was right to do that, but in the back of mind I was thinking, “Where are all the good ones?” and “Was I being too picky?"
