Words and all the things they mean.

I recently discovered I was vain. Can you imagine me, vain? It dawned on me one day that I am not the most beautiful girl in the world. {scoff} There were girls walking all over this planet that were better looking than me, smarter, funnier, just plain cooler. I realized that I was vain for all the wrong reasons. I was worried that people were looking at me and I was not measuring up to their standards of hotness, like some judgement being passed down upon me. And it occured to me that a) most people are so caught up in themselves that they are really not paying that much attention to me, and even thinking so just shows how far my vanity had grown. and b) that why did I really care. I mean really, why? I am happy with the way that I look, who wouldn't change a few things now and again, yes I've even heard you men lament about your growing bellies and balding heads. So it's not just us women. But overall I am happy, and yes still vain. But my vanity is all mine, no one else gets to define it for me.