If you had told me I was going to be prom queen when I was a freshman, I would have laughed and told you you were wrong. Very wrong. When I thought of the prom queen, I always thought of Barbie which would never equate to myself. Like everyone does, I went through the awkward ugly duckling phase. From the time I was in third grade to about seventh grade, I was not considered an attractive child. I wore the glasses, the braces, and the oh-so-popular short bob cut. Looking back at it, it makes me thankful because if people went through life looking great all the time, it would get boring. There would be no depth to them I guarantee you. But becoming the prom was such a humbling experience. I never knew that people cared so much until they announced my name.
I have always underestimated myself and there's no question about it. I have always thought that I was not good enough to receive the people I have now in my life. I thought I wasn't intelligent enough to be earning the grades that are on my transcript. I never thought this year would be so hard yet so rewarding at the same time. People made me realize this year that there is more that's going on than meets the eye. Like I stated before, I always thought the prom queen was Barbie. That she was perfect. But she's not. No one is perfect and that's what I've come to realize this year. No one is. Barbie will never exist in this world and I realized most people like to vote for someone they can connect to. I just didn't know I would be that person.
I'm thankful though. This title doesn't dictate who I am of course, but it definitely gives me some incite as to how my peers feel about me. After looking at the ballot, I understood why all those girls were on there: because they all truly deserved it. Sanam Hahemi is a great example; she is one of the kindest people I know yet she's also witty and people love to listen to her because she's intelligent. She still thinks that her name was a joke but i keep reminding her that there are so many people that love her and care about her. That's why her name was on that ballot. Yet, she's not perfect either. None of these girls were perfect. And I'm proud to be in a selection of girls that does not believe perfection to be the be-all-and-the-end-all.
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