True Beauty Comes in the Form of a Dumb Blonde

Catherine - Bryant, Arkansas
Entered on March 30, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
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I believe that there is a dumb blonde deep inside of all of us. For some of us, she’s way down in there, but for others, like me, she easily makes herself known. I know some of you say you’re not like that, or you hate blonde jokes because you are blonde, but you’re smart. I’m blonde, and my test grades tell me that I am far from dumb. What I mean by this is that everyone makes mistakes, gets embarrassed, and has his moments.

I’m a klutz, so for me, my moments come more often than not. In sixth grade alone, I cut my foot open on a piece of glass, smashed my thumb nail in the car door, and had a run-in with a pair of spring loaded scissors. They were all accidents.

Like I said, the incident with the scissors was all an accident. I had just finished cutting out a piece of cardboard that I needed, and was putting them up. Unknown to me, I hadn’t pushed the button up all the way, they weren’t closed. I wasn’t carrying them right either, which didn’t help the situation. All of the sudden, they sprung open, and somehow found their way into my leg. I got my first stitches that night, four to be exact. I had always felt a little left out because everyone else has had a cavity, or broken their arm or something like that. So when I got the stitches, I guess I finally felt like I had earned my chops. I was on the same level as everyone else. I mean, the worst I’d ever done before that was sprain my finger.

This year, I have not fallen down the stairs a single time, but I have fallen up the stairs about fifteen times. I do something really klutzy just about every day. So, as you can see, I constantly make a fool of myself. I constantly have my ‘blonde’ moments.

I also get embarrassed a lot of the time. Has anyone out there ever had a family member pop one of their zits in public? I have, how embarrassing is that? Honestly, I’m a teenager, I do get zits from time to time. If there is something that looks like a mini mountain on my face, it’s normal for it to be there.

I make mistakes everyday. At night, I may forget to fix my wet hair before I go to bed. As a result, when I get up I may be taller. I forget to do that all the time. I can’t spell for anything either. This is kind of sad, but I can’t spell tomorrow the right way, and I’m in Eighth grade. It wouldn’t be spelled right if I didn’t have spell check.

Who hasn’t had his moments? Everyone’s made a fool of himself at some point in their life. I don’t know of any living person who hasn’t.

So I believe there is a dumb blonde inside all. Everyone’s had his moments, made mistakes, and has gotten embarrassed. We are human beings, for us, abnormal, is the normal. Our flaws are what make us fit in. They are what others find beauty in. So as Hannah Montana has sings, nobody’s perfect, and no one ever will be.