Upon watching reruns of childhood cartoons, I pointed out that Angelica from Rugrats was a role model for me when I was younger. She was my favorite mostly because she was girly. The only other female main character would be Lil, but to the little girly-girl I was, Lil was simply too tomboyish and bald. Angelica wore her pigtails and dress with pride, ruling the "dumb babies" with the support of her doll Cynthia. Her brashness and cunning side would give me both secondhand embarrassment and hope to be more outspoken (read: less of a pushover). I doubt that I was completely convinced as I have only developed a backbone these past few years, but it was a good push in the right direction.
Coach cleverly suggested that I could be the Angelica of The Group. Though I wouldn't find this to be such a terrible thing, I am not objective enough to judge whether that would be an accurate description of me. Hmm.
ALSO (more importantly) - ANOTHER SHOUTOUT TO MY FAVORITE ANONYMOUS INTERNET FRIEND. Once again, her attention and encouraging words were very inspiring (and made me squeal like the gleeful pig that I am). Carry on, my fellow piggies - for I am in a gracious and cheesy mood (Roomie has a room full of balloons waiting to be thrown around).
Coach cleverly suggested that I could be the Angelica of The Group. Though I wouldn't find this to be such a terrible thing, I am not objective enough to judge whether that would be an accurate description of me. Hmm.
ALSO (more importantly) - ANOTHER SHOUTOUT TO MY FAVORITE ANONYMOUS INTERNET FRIEND. Once again, her attention and encouraging words were very inspiring (and made me squeal like the gleeful pig that I am). Carry on, my fellow piggies - for I am in a gracious and cheesy mood (Roomie has a room full of balloons waiting to be thrown around).
Comments
Post a Comment