Friday, January 4, 2013
Perfectly Imperfect
I don't know what perfect is. Do you?
Even when I was a kid, I was sure I didn't want to be perfect or 'normal'. Normal always sounded really boring. To this day I still don't want to blend in.
I've never bought a designer purse (well ok, there was that one time....), or had a french manicure. I chose to travel right out of high school, rather than go straight to college. When I did go to college, I chose to pursue a specialized art degree. I got pregnant at 19 and became a really young mom.
In high school I was the girl who hung out with the boys. I was never like the boys, as in tomboy, I just hung out with them. Hanging with the boys was great. No drama, no competition, and no fakeness. This is something I carried with me into my adult life. Eventually I became friends with girls again, but my criteria for friends who are girls is different. My girl friends tend to have a similar outlook on life as my own.
At the core, I think of myself as this punk rock kid. I have had 4 gauge plugs in my ears since I was 20 (I'm 31 now) and I still love old school punk music. I get along best with musicians and other artsy types. This is likely why I always end up dating musicians, even though my friends and loved ones constantly warn me against it. And seriously considering the heart break I'm dealing with right this minute, maybe I should listen.
So anyway that 's just a little piece of me..... Perfectly Imperfect.....
PERFECTLY DANIELLE!
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