Character photo essay
My place is in the crowd. Everyday, I walk among the masses with the royalty and the peasantry (mainly royalty). I do what they do, and I like what they like. When I look around, I see people who I aspire to be, who I envy, who I love, and who I can honestly live without. As nice as it is to retreat from humanity, I do not thrive in loneliness. Outside, in the world, I can see people eye-to-eye, see how they feel, and know what they know. I'm someone who loves to feel included and be a part of something bigger. So when my awesomeness is too much to handle, I go about the world, so they can feel it too.
In all honesty, I am not that positive. When things get bad, I know people aren't going to poop butterflies and throw up rainbows. My Frisco bubble has been popped. Since I've been exposed to reality, I am very cautious and reserved. People usually don't know a lot about me, and I always try to put others above myself. I guess you could say I'm quite mysterious. Even so, I love to laugh, mess around with little to no care, and be around friends and family, just like any other hormonal teenager.
I painted this picture a while back because I was mainstream, and I thought it was cute. But I came to realize that it meant so much more. I am afraid to go off to college and be "a lone wolf." Family, or should I say "pack," means the most to me. This painting symbolizes me finally growing up. And I know that wherever I may go, everyone I love is just a call away.
I want the world to see me for a reserved, passive, blunt, loud-mouthed, artistic, observant, hard working, impractical, indecisive, sarcastic, genuine, responsible, analytical, cautious, stubborn, organized, dependable, dark, smart, over-achieving, lazy, loving, protective, respectable person. But that's too much to ask of 7 billion people. I also like to contradict myself. It keeps things more exciting. I love to laugh to the point that my organs pop. I love being surrounded by people and being able to help others. I try to do what's best by them and rarely put my needs above theirs. I want people to look at me and say, "Yup. She's my friend for life."
Also, I hate change and despise menus because I cannot order to save my life. Menus are dangerous. A 17 year old girl cannot take that kind of pressure.
"Christie is so much more than my best friend. She's someone that I always go to for advice, and she's a genuine listener. She's one of the few people that can cheer me up regardless of what mood I'm in. I look up to her a lot because she knows what she wants, and she goes after it. She is so organized and put together, even if it doesn't always look like it. She's the person that I can see myself gossiping with in 20 years... still the same best friends."