Personality: Madeline
I've been described as sweet, bubbly, ditzy, naive…well the list could go on and on. And some of the words used are decidedly not nice. But I am. So I don't get when people have such a problem with my personality. Cause, hello, I do have one! I'm just the airhead everyone assumes I am. I know I'm not as smart as Paris or Rory. I'm never going to be as carelessly sexy and chic like Louise. But that doesn't make me a brainless bimbo.
My mom, my real mom, not the evil French stepmother used to call me her little Snow White. She told me that the day I was born that's who I looked like. Skin like snow, with raven hair and almond eyes, and of ruby red lips. Just like the princess. So when I was about three I decided to be like Snow White. I would be nice and sweet and kind to others, because that's how true princesses act. And my mom told me I was a true princess. And then she died, but I continued to behave how I think she would have wanted me too.
So I smile to everyone and say hello, even when I'm not supposed to. It drives Louise and Paris crazy. I could never remember who we weren't talking to. It didn't really matter to me because being kind comes naturally. But today being nice isn't in. Ask Louise. So because I'm sweet and a little absentminded I must have the IQ of wallpaper. Yes, I like looking pretty. I like dressing in nice clothing with a matching purse and lipstick that compliments my clear complexion. I do spend time chasing boys, but usually they're chasing me. I watch Dawson's Creek and it broke my heart when Pacey and Joey broke up. And I'm just as enthusiastic to see them getting together again. I listen to N*sync and Britney and I cared when Justin and Britney broke up. But I also like classical music and older stuff like the Carpenters. I hate gym class because it involves activities designed to make you sweat. I admit, I am a girly-girl. But what's wrong with that?
I bet you didn't know that I'm involved with Greenpeace and only wear faux fur. That I plan to be a veterinarian and I volunteer at a local animal shelter weekly. I love animals and at the shelter I have my very own kitten. She's black and white and her name is Snow and she is the most adorable kitten in the whole wide world. I can't have her at home because the wicked French stepmother is allergic to any kind of animal. I'm not this piece of fluff that people think I am. Its just most people don't look any deeper than the surface.
So maybe I gossip too much and I worry more about my kitten than I do my Lit test. Sometimes I get lost in my own little world and I lose track of the conversation. And my mouth is a little too big for my face and it creates that Julia Roberts smile, but my heart is just as big. And that's what matters. I know I'm never going to have Paris's brain or ambition. Or Rory's natural beauty and grace, or Louise's witty cynicism incased in pure sex appeal. But they're never going to have my heart either. I know my mother told me, true princesses like Snow White; they listen to their heart and let it lead them. And I do, that's just me, my personality.
