Me, Myself and I. . .three ladies altogether in one

I'm telling you. . read my prior posts. That's an order. . .Why? Because if you do, then and only then will you understand what I mean when I say that I am three different ladies all in one. And that, my friend, is what really makes me . . well me.

The three of us are an equilateral triangle. The outside part of me is all about smiles and laughter, having fun, procrastinating, and being everything that a seventeen year old latina really is. She's the one that likes to sleep in on Saturdays until 2 or 3 'o clock in the afternoon. She's crazy and wacky and silly. She's the represenative, who always is fashion concious and very colored coded to perfection. She's adventurous and outgoing, rebellious and strong, and a little bit of the handyman.

In my heart lies the emotional lady. She's the feminine one who is advocating the other two that we need a little firecracker of love. She's the flirty one who whispers to the outer part of me what outfit would look better on a date for two. She's the generous one who regifts her own gifts on Christmas because she knows that she won't need it, and knows someone who does. She's the one who looks out for friends and does everything in her power to be a good and loyal friend.

Then there's my favorite. She lives in my mind(wow does that sound mentally crazy!). She loves and I mean LOVES to read. She's the thinker, the only one I hear-- my conscience, who is persistantly oberservant and controlled. She's the creative one as she imagines how to write a story, how to start a research paper, how to organize ideas, what do do in situations, and how to present a project. She's smart. she's witty, and she's stubborn. Things always have to go a certain way- her way. She's the reasonable one. She's the leader in every project and the hawk for making sure everyone does --especially herself-- what they need to do. She gets me out of bed in the morning, tells me what I did wrong or right, and pretty much never stops talking. But most of all she loves the arts-- especially that of Bellydance, which she always makes time for.

These three sisters make up me. They coincide and clash and everything in between. I rely on all of them to get me through each and everyday. I rely on myself. And as long as I know and understand who I am, no matter how crazy it sounds, then I can walk the line anywhere. I love me.