Myself as a text

            I am not a very easy person to read. In high school, and even here at Auburn, there are stereotypes and people immediately place you into a category based on who they think that you are. It seemed the year I tried out for cheerleading I was placed into the typical cheerleader group, and everyone expected all of us to be exactly the same: always happy and smiling, not the brightest of the girls, and loud. We were not given the chance to show them our true individuality.

            The only person that really knows me, is me. I am me because I chose Auburn University knowing my best friends were going to different school and also knowing that my family would not approve one hundred percent. I like to veer away from what is normal sometimes to learn new things and maybe meet new people along they way. I am me because I am an energetic and a happy person. Although I am happy most of the time, I also try and hide my negative and sad emotions. I hate the feeling of being small and weak. I am me because I choose to wear Nike shorts and a t-shirt to class for comfort and, of course, so I do not have to waste a cute outfit. I am even me on Facebook where I like to be social on everyone’s walls and show off all my wonderful friends in my pictures. Every action and move that I make will influence what people think about me. They will always be reading me like a book, making their judgments and placing me in the stereotype of their choice, but I have the power to write my own book and direct them whichever way I choose.