How I think of Myself
I think of myself in many ways. I'm me, Lizzy. Or Lesley. I really don't like my given name. I used to - then I went to public school, and you know what the name Lesley turns into. Even my friends have done it at some point. So, I took the name Lizzy. Hey, that's my middle name. And my first name is a variant of Elisabeth/Elizabeth anyways. So, in any case, I bet you're wondering what I think of myself as, label-wise. I really don't fit into groups. I never have. I'm obviously not a prep. Nor a jock. I play basketball, and that's about it. I'm not really a DORK dork, because I actually have friends, and a life, and go to the movies, and do stuff other than what dorks do. I'm not a nerd, either. I don't snort. Lol. I laugh a lot, as you can tell, but I really don't snort. I'm not a punk/emo/etc. because I'm not a "rebel without/with a cause" and I wear colors other than black. Don't take offense, please. I'm basically a freak. Dork comes in second. One of my classmates called me "brain" the whole year. *sigh*
I'm not your average skinny 90-pound anorexic, either. I've got some "meat on my bones." I want to be a 90-pound skinny anorexic chick. I'm not tall, and I haven't grown since 5th grade. Well, not much. So, I still wear T-shirts from years ago. They might be a bit smaller because of the one part of me that DID grow, but they fit pretty well. So, I've got your regular early-90s "T-shirt and jeans" look about me. My mom always made me cut my hair short, so that's why I insist on it being 3 feet long now. I really do love my hair. It's my favorite part of me. Yeah. That's how I think of me physically. Well, sometimes I get all pessimistic and say, "You're so fat and short and your hair makes you look even uglier, and your boobs aren't as big as everyone else seems to think they are, etc. etc." but for the most part, I'm okay.
I guess my overall appearance is "dork." I wear glasses, and I have a high vocabulary... Or at least my English class says so. I mean, I don't trust their opinion - they didn't know what "taboo" or "pales in comparison to" meant. *sigh* Poor, poor souls. I value my smarts. I love my glasses. Hey, I get straight A's. Woohoo. Go me. I read a lot, so I guess a lot of people think of me as a bookworm. I really don't read THAT much. I used to. Now I don't. Go figure.
I think of myself, personality-wise, as a nice, decent, caring girl. Most people believe I'm selfless as well. No, I have desires, and I won't go and sit outside with you if I don't feel like getting eaten by the bugs. But I do really want to be selfless. Someday, I'll be just as selfless as Melanie from Gone With The Wind. (You can insert Scarlett's speech about never going hungry again here if you'd like) I also think of myself as observant. I don't see a lot of people who observe everthing and everyone like me. People accuse me of being a stalker, but I really just listen and read things and remember them. It's quite simple. Lol. I'm a pack-rat, and I'm not as organized as everyone believes.
Also, another thing I am that everyone knows is BOY CRAZY. I am so incredibly boy crazy that even the most boy crazy girls you know aren't half as bad as me. If I go to some social gathering, then I have to find someone to obsess over, even for just 5 minutes. Even if I'm in love with someone else. Even if I'm GOING OUT with someone else. True story there. I liked 2 guys VERY seriously while going out with someone - it was a long distance relationship. This year, when I went to Disneyworld, I obsessed over 3 guys I saw walking around the park - two looked like my love of the time, and one was Latin American. I also had a major one-week crush on Shaun (Amy was my babysitter, her husband's brother), who is a MORMON. At camp, I liked all of the CITs, and a counselor. He was 23 and his last name was Hollinger. He used to be a vegetarian. See why people think I'm a stalker? But hey, I'm me. DEAL.