Post by Nadia Fairchild on Nov 22, 2010 21:22:45 GMT -5
Umm, no. Writer lady, there is absolutely no way I'm going to be a Sue. I'm sorry you feel so very inadequate that you thought you needed to present a 'perfected' version of yourself with magical powers to inflate your pathetically low self esteem.
Not my problem. Tell you what, I totally hate girls who go on and on about their good looks, and I also hate those who are constantly angsting about looks too, so I'll compromise. Three things I like, and three I detest.
I like my hair. It's long, and auburn, and usually looks very nice. I like my eyes. They're light blue, and probably the best thing about my face. (not that I'm horribly disfigured, thanks to Sue Central up there, but my eyes are pretty nice). Also, my figure isn't bad, and I don't even have to diet or anything, I just have a good metabolism, I guess.
I hate my height. I mean, five four isn't that short for sixteen, but still, I know I'm not going to grow any more. I hate that I need glasses to see, because, well, not only aren't my glasses flattering (have you ever seen flattering glasses?), but they also hide my eyes, which I kinda like. Finally, I'm really pale. Not like attractive, porcelain skin pale either. Like, plucked chicken pale (the pictures have been retouched). And, it's not like I can tan. I just burn. Badly.
My Family? I'm a muggleborn. My parents are divorced. My dad is, like, the host of some travel show on public television. I mean, it's kind of cool that he's been all over the world and sends me souvenirs, but he doesn't even know I'm a witch. My mom sells Avon and lives off the alimony and child support checks. I was a stopgap baby. I have an older sister who is fully twelve years older than me. She was the mistake that caused mom and dad to marry, and I was Mom's desperate (and failed) attempt to keep Dad from leaving. I mean, how impressive is that, really?
No. I mean, I don't believe in wangst. I mean, fine, my family is not exactly perfect, but I've never felt unloved or abandoned. I really have no inner turmoil. Besides, I'm really excited to be studying abroad at a school of magic! There really is no down side to that, besides a little homesickness, but I can always write mom and sis. Dad's a little harder to get a hold of, but Mom promised to pass his letters and gifts on to me, just like she did at my last school. And no, I'm not masking my pain with cheerfulness. I think that's just stupid. If you're mad, be mad. If you're excited, be excited.
Nope. I'm pretty average at magic, but I suppose I am pretty good at flying. I'm a pretty physical person, so sitting in a classroom is pretty stressful for me, and I almost never study unless I really have to, and then I have to take it in small doses. So, you see, nothing special.
Like I said, not really my problem. DEAL WITH IT