Me, inside and out

Me on the outside

When I look in the mirror I see someone who is in desperate need of a haircut (and quite probably make-over).

To look at me you'd never know I've kite-surfed, and sang in a band.

At first sight, people assume I'm a bitch and unfriendly. Truth is, I'm a pretty shy person and don't usually make the first move to say "hello" to people at parties. Big groups freak me out.

My giveaway gesture is I slouch. I've been dong this for as long as I can remember. I wish could tell you it was because of my height. Unfortunately, I do this to hide my boobs. Minimiser bras still have along way to go.

I'm glad no one can see me when I get all dressed up for nothing. It's my way of de-stressing.


Me on the inside

I'm truly myself when I'm at home with my family and with my close friends. I'm a classic introvert. But when I'm with my loved ones, I can be pretty goofy, funny and entertaining - much to my husband's amusement, I'd like to think.

I knew it was love when I saw myself growing old with that person.

If they made one, I would like an off-button to stop me thinking about things that bother me during the day. I have this habit of carrying the world's burden on my shoulders.

My secret insecurity is laziness. I'm scared of being complacent in everything I do. Conformity scares me too.

I get myself out of a low by having some "me" time.

I hide the fact that I admire Victoria Beckham. Deep down, I am superficial.

I believe in karma because what goes around, comes round. Don't really want to go into details. But patience is a virtue, and don't be mean to people.

If I've learned one thing it would be to not care too much about what others think of you. I wish I had realise this so much earlier on in my life. Don't look to others to endorse your actions. Be true to and love yourself.

Template stolen from eve magazine, September edition.