In the end, I look at the pictures that my "friends" post of their children returning to school. I smile. Some comments are funny. These are of course joyful images. Images that allow people separated by distance to easily connect and share life. I suppose I am just overwhelmingly sad and jealous though
I was one of the all-time worst (or best, depending on how you look at it) copycats. Being a homely, skinny, weird-looking thing with two older sisters, it was probably inevitable that I would want to copy them. I both worshiped and despised my sisters -- as anyone with older sisters will understand.
Who IS this chick? This calculatingly cocky, positively presumptuous, seductively savage ball of feminine mystical brilliance! You're absolutely tired of her antics and a bit irked by your inner and uncontrollable desire to remain enthralled within her aura, and see what she's doing now. You can't avoid women like this.