Listen to Me...I Know! ( Just telling it as it is...)

Through the years I have constantly been the one to whine at life's injustice. It was either because I was not pretty enough, or popular enough, or rich enough. I always had a reason not to be contented with what I had. Life to me was nothing but, bullshit. For one who had almost everything she wanted at different points in time. Like, there was a certain period of time when I was pretty. Another time when I was popular. And, oh yeah, there was also a time when I was wealthy for somebody who was a one day millionaire. But then, it never ever happened when I was all of what I wanted. So, that was again, one more reason for me to be unmindful of what I really had. Contentment, was a word so alien to me. So,this would be the first and the last time that I am admitting this once and for all. I was a certified enfant terrible, a whippersnapper, and a holy terror, according to an online thesaurus. In other words, I was a snotnosed kid/spoiled brat.

The operative word, here people, is was. Not anymore, I hope. Or maybe, not so much would be the best way to describe it. I'm still standing firm to my belief that I have matured, somewhat, in my demeanor or in my affectation, so to speak. I am a better person, fair to all, and often charming to most at best. Hey, if I don't say it, who will, right? So, maybe not everything I said is true. Is anybody going to disagree with that?

Conquering the World in New Shoes

I have always liked this movie and its main character. It's not that I totally relate with her (Reese's character), but, I guess there are "some" similarities. I never found the need to enter a sorority because my life always lead me everywhere else but where I should be. I do not have roots. My friends in school, were my friends only in school. For me, it was always important to have no commitment s for friendship and for love. I was a loner. I just wanted to be left alone by the shallow socialites that used to surround me. But, I was wrong. Looking back, maybe those guys weren't too bad, after all. I regret not knowing them better. You know, to be able to call them in the middle of the night just to talk about stuff that other people usually talk about? Anyway, what similarities do I have with the main character? Well...I like her to die-for stilettos.

I have no recollection of how, when, and where I got this obsession with shoes. When I was younger, sneakers were my thing. But, as I grew old-er and I guess, worldly-er - I just felt more attractive and confident. So, okay,
I'll say it then..."Sexier, gorgeous, and smart?" Not that I need any help with the last one. But the first two, girls can never have enough of. Everybody, always want to look good and be popular, right? Well, now I find myself being normal and average in this department.

What I am really trying to say is this - in any adventure we might find ourselves in, make sure you're wearing the kind of shoes that can get you to travel for miles. It just so happens that though stilettos lack comfort (an understatement), you can be sure that you will always be walking straight, tall, and fabulous.