She's Got a Nice Butt and She Cannot Lie

Currently waiting for: 12:30 so i can eat my lunch
Currently missing: My sister and Ali.
Currently planning: How to buy expensive gadgets without actually spending my own money (??)
Currently wishing i was: sleeping naked in the sun on a desert island with a fridge full of (virgin) pina coladas and Jack Johnson playing guitar next to me, while occasionally rubbing SPF30 on my butt (just becaue i'm naked doesnt mean i can't be careful)

Notice how often i refer to my butt or to being semi or completely naked? i think i'm slightly obsessed. And lately i've noticed how i keep trying to slip my butt into conversations.
Eg., my friends are talking about buying shoes and i say "Yes, you should buy the blue flip flops to match your skirt, and incidently, do you like my jeans? i think they make my butt look nice, don't they?"
and yada yada yada i could go on forever, but someone always stops me and says "Enough about the butt already!"
I'm guessing things will get worse when i start going to the beach a lot and do the whole bend down/ ooh look i have a wedgie thing.

i must stop talking about my butt.

Sometimes i feel that different people know different sides to me but never the whole package. Looking back at my journals and comments, i'd probably say you think i'm a random rambler with a slightly ditzy sense of humour. One online friend has accused me of having a twisted mind, which i insist i do not have. i am extremely sane.

At work they think i'm the baby because i'm the youngest and am always getting into trouble.
At college i was probably the loner/nerd/cynic; with my friends in Cairo i was always type-cast as Miranda of Sex and the City, because i was stern/frantic/sarcastic/motherly to the rest of them, who were, i have to say, mostly flakes. And my friends in alex think i'm this happy-go-lucky-always-bouncy chic who's ok with anything and never has an attitude unless driven to breaking point.
And at home my mother thinks i'm a walking clone of my father.

Hmm. i guess if you put all those me's together you'd get 90% me. But that's normal right?
it's just that sometimes i catch myself adapting my language, even my tone of voice and attitude to fit the crowd i'm with.
maybe i'm a chameleon.
yeah, with a nice butt.

I'm sorry, i tried to resist it, but it's a disease, i cant stop it.