On september 1st I will be 22 years old. Not only will I be celebrating my birthday, but I will also be celebrating the one year anneversary of the day I woke up and decided that life was about to get really good because I was about to wake up, take responsability, and make the life I had always wanted to live.
Most years your birthday comes and goes and you don't really feel any different; for me. 21 was different. Maybe it was the fact that I was still coming down off my high from my summer in europe, maybe it was the fact that my parents were taking me to see Wicked up in Minneapolis and I really felt like I could defy gravity, or maybe enough of those little daily events that shape you and make you had happened that i finally fell into a paradigm shift and gravity was still there--it was just pulling all of the things in my life into the places they belonged, and letting go of the things I didn't need anymore.
I've had a year ot think about all of this, and there are tons of topics I could talk about and discuss (and tons of topics I WILL talk about and discuss) but escentially, it all boils down to this: be your personal 10.
Personal 10
Personal 10 is a theory I came up with at the beginning of this summer when I was running on the tredmill while watching America's Next Top Model. I was thinking about all of the different ways that there are to be beautiful and unique and intreiguing... It made me realize that there really is no such thing as a universal 10.
I can get a flat stomach, shed off those extra pounds, have legs like a pussycat doll, be a size 2, grow my hair out and get a tan but it still won't change the fact that I am just not some boys type. Some boys will just never be into white girls with out of control hair that's usually unbrushed and full of beads and feathers--but that doesn't mean I wont be a ten to the right person. THAT, I believe, is that it is all about. Being the right person--the person you were made to be--and finding the right people to be around.
No comments:
Post a Comment