So in trying to identify things I am...much has become clear about things I am not. To me it seems much easier to realize things you aren't than things you actually are. Make sense?
I am not.....
A Fashion Diva. Despite what old photographs may suggest about my style (I was sure hip...see previous post of "little Laura") I am in no way a fashion connoisseur, nor do I aspire to be. My main objective when dressing for the day is comfortability(not a word but I am making it one). Next, blending. I want to blend with everyone else as much as possible and go unnoticed. I take this approach when dressing for school. Now, I may sound like a real lump but when going to school I want only to sit in the back of the classroom, closest to the exit, talk to no one, and then make a speedy escape when appropriate. I am just not in a social mood at this time(as far as school goes) I make my friends elsewhere;) I am not against fashion, but I don't give fashion magazines a second glance nor do I judge a person on what they are wearing....okay that is not totally honest. When I see a girl (and this is why I don't try to make friends at college) walk into class with thong hanging out, mid-riff showing, boobs overflowing, hair puffed to the ceiling, make-up slathered all over the place...I do tend to wonder what her intentions are. As wrong as it may be I can't help but make assumptions. Same with a guy in a baseball cap turned backwards, baggy jeans, whatever shirt, chewing gum, and slouched all the way down in his seat...I wonder if he thinks he is "too cool" or maybe he is uncomfortable....or maybe he is just comfortable...like me and I should leave him alone. I wonder what people are thinking about me? "oh look...creepy girl sitting in back really needs some make-up and why does she ALWAYS wear her hair pulled back??....most of the time though I really do try to just leave people alone and if I have a judgmental thought I really do try and push it out. So my point was...I am not a trend setter....I buy cheap clothes at Wal-Mart...won't even consider spending more than 30.00 on any single pair of clothing(though Maurices has gotten me once or twice on accidental oversight and I almost wanted to fall over) and I do not think clothing makes a person....I could care less your pants cost 100.00 and you are carrying a purse that's price is enough to feed a small country...I just think my money is better spent elsewhere is all....but it is okay for you (if "you" are one of the people I have discovered I am not...it is all good;)...oh wait wait...a few notable exceptions would be my time in high school when my socks never matched!...and the time in junior high when I decided it was cool to wear key chains hanging from my belt loops(I can't say I was the only weird one...I had friends borrow my enormous penny key chain and hang it from their trousers as well...maybe I shouldn't give up just yet;)
Hand in hand with this...I am not a Make-up Artist. Other than a short stint with Mary Kay Cosmetics (I finally gave into a persistent and determined dear friend to sell underneath her....the difference between me and her is that she won the car and I gave all of my products away at cost) I have no useful knowledge in the make-up department. I wear the same exact eyeshadow and mascara everyday...and if I remember the same lip color and gloss (which wear off by the time I get anywhere so I don't know the point) That is the extent of it. There have been a few times I have gotten ambitious and covered my face with foundation and powder and blush and eyeliner and lip liner and lipstick and concealer and brow pencil and eyelash curlers...and so and so forth....but only to end up feeling like an impostor...out of place and very noticeable. I guess it just isn't "me" Don't get me wrong...I love feeling pretty and primped up...especially during high school dances...but I guess there is nowhere that I go during the day that requires that sort of transformation. I am okay with that. Lucky for me...my husband it not a make-up fan. He says "What is the point when you can look at someone and know it is all fake?"....most women can argue that point very well...I however, cannot.
I am not a scientist. I hate biology lab, I dislike doing experiments, I don't care about mitosis, I don't give a second thought to where that rock on the side of the road came from. My biology teacher claims we are all scientist, doing science everyday. Okay so maybe she is right. Just don't tell me I am doing it and things will be okay. Science is just not me...with the exception of genetics. Genetics blow my mind!! ( I do however very much appreciate scientists and all the discoveries they have made...and very much support medical research...I just don't want to be the one doing it)
I am not tolerant of stupid people and I am not shy about telling you that you are being really stupid...if I feel so inclined. This comes into play a lot as a property manager. There are just so many people I come in contact with who are so ignorant, disrespectful, immature, irresponsible...enough to just make me want to jab a fork in my eye. For instance, people sign a contract, move into an apartment, and then are baffled when you expect them to pay rent. Stupid! OR...the person gets a dog and when entering the unit I see piles of dog poop all over the place...STUPID!!! or...a person gets a paycheck and buys beer, cigarettes, and I see UPS deliver them a brand new computer, then they call me and say they will be late on rent...STUPID!(to which my response is...return your computer and get me rent by 5:00 tonight or your stupid bum will be on the street)...(okay so I am not totally honest again...I don't say it quite like that. I still remain professional while Stupid McStupid still gets to remain stupid.)...but I absolutely do not tolerate it and will not show patience to people if they are down right ignorant...especially if you try and lie to me!!!(nothing will get you a fine slapped on your door and eviction notice faster than LYING to me...don't do it!!! aaaarrrrrggggghhhh. And it is sad to say...Probably like 70% of the people I come in contact with are like this. Poor 30% majority that has to write blogs like this one. (And if I am continuing to be totally honest...I am stupid a lot as well)
That is all for now. There are a lot more things I am NOT...such a demure, dainty, organized, cool, etc...those are for another time. Thanks for reading!