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Untolerable Lightness of Being Cute.
June 3, 2009
Some people would say I’m egotistic. I’m not. I just happen to be cute. I’m not pretty (see the humility in that line?), just cute. What’s the difference? Pretty accounts for something striking, cute pertains to something pleasant. And that’s just what I am.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not perfect. But I strongly believe I am cute. I am. Don’t laugh. Really, I am. Fine, I’ll prove it.
Too many people just say that I AM cute. I’m not drop dead gorgeous, nor am I the anorexic-supermodel type. But seriously, I actually get sick of being called cute. I don’t take compliments that well, and honestly, it annoys the hell out of me. It’s like, I have this please-peel-your-lips-off-my-ass kind of attitude. But hey if they all say it, it must be true, right?
Stalkers. I’m flattered, but I have too many things to do besides pay attention to them. Ok fine, I’m irresistible, can we just move on? The weirdest ones are probably those who tell me straight-out that I’m sexy. Wutdahel? Egad. Please. Stop before I vomit.
Because beauty is not skin deep. Inner beauty. I’m probably one of the nicest people around. One of those freakingly law-abiding (read: no jaywalking), recycling advocate and honest fiends of society. Somebody even had the gall to ask me if I ever get angry. I do, but why get waste energy in getting mad. Somebody else will get them in the end anyway. Besides, I don’t want to get wrinkles too soon. Why stress yourself out?
I AM huggable, pinchable and lovable. A complete package. Just like your personal teddy bear. Plus, who could resist my cheeks? Nobody! *evil laugh*
Ok, maybe you’ve had enough of this weird profession of my narcism. And you’re probably wondering, ok, now we know that you’re cute, so what? Well..
I wasn’t always like this. After a bout of depression, I realized some things. Everything in life boils down to attitude. Yes, to be bold enough to accept one’s weaknesses and work with your strengths. Carpe diem. To be optimistic. All those cheesy humanitarian movies were right. Of course, I’m not satisfied with being cute. Other goals are to be brilliant, enigmatic, and the list simply goes on. I have made steps towards those goals (ah the optimism!). And then there’s the goal to find my equally cute significant other. Now, that will take a lot of work. For now, I’ll just take it one step at a time.
Attitude is everything, my friends. Everything.
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