Trivial Drivel 13: Whooooo so Me

I am freshly 19 and I'm very pretty. I am confident in my looks because I'm not blind and to deny it is foolish. Also - looks are not very important to me in the sense it is to others. I value it at it's face. I feel as if looks are like a fake id. Depending on the quality of the bar you are trying to get into, you need a better id. But once you're through the door, the bouncer and the id don't matter anymore. It's what's going on inside that determines if you're going to stick around. Which is why I'm much more insecure about my personality and my intelligence.

While I admire both of mine and I have bucketloads of confidence - I am insecure about the way I communicate them. My personal motto is "I think I'm the most awesome person in the world, and who's to say anyone else's opinion is more valid than my own?" No one. But this is tough to follow blindly. I always have to reinforce it. What is the point of this rant/information dump? This is my way of making sure my personality is fully communicated to you - whoever you are.

My name is Natalie and I am 19 years old. I like to party. I love to read. And I am obsessed with video games. I love people but I love myself more. I've been hurt so I try to be careful where I step. But I don't have a filter so I tend to gather enemies. But you need to know that there is no question of what you're getting into with me. I will be your best friend forever unless you don't want me to be.

I'm loud and patient and nice and a bitch. I don't take things lying down and I'm obsessed with Beauty and struggle with expressing my own. I like to rant about myself. I'm narcassitic like that. I make To-Do lists and lose them. And start projects that never get finished.

Maybe this blog will be another one like that.

I'm like my father in the respect that if I say something that I like, I'll repeat it and rephrase it until I don't like it anymore - but bear with us, we both mean well and like the sound of our own voices.

I'm like my mother is that I know what I want and am not scared to piss people off to get what I deserve.

There will be more posts like these - consider this your first real glimpse at me. Right now Jasmine is downstairs waiting for me to check her in because I said I'd make her pizza and Sara is on her way over to pick up her burrito.