The Face Behind the Blog (Part 2: Everything Else)

     Now that I hope you have a clearer mental picture of me, I will briefly explain everything else about myself- more specifically though, my personality. After this, I will hardly ever talk too much about myself, considering that there might just be about a trillion other much more important and interesting things. As for my personality, I cannot really pick another word. Some people might describe themselves as outgoing, shy, crazy, or something like that, but in actuality, everyone is some or more of those things at one point or another. By choosing to describe myself as curly, I am saying that just like everyone else, I am a bunch of different things tangled together that eventually frizzes to constitute me.

     I realize there might be millions of people in the world that are very similar to myself. There might be another person in this world that is exactly like me, according to the Doppleganger Theory of quantum physics! Yet, every feeling, emotion, substance, object, etc. has an opposite. That is an undeniable fact of life that proves itself everyday. I am shy, yet outgoing, quiet and loud. I am rational while being extremely spontaneous. I love peace and quiet, and yet I crave chaos and disorder. Being one of these things makes me want the other, and yet that is what makes me a person, sane and human.
     I read a few lines from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak that explains perfectly what it feels like to exist as a human. It describes exactly what it is like to grow up as a Hispanic female teenager in this society, but as well as the merit and worth of every person despite their appearance and inward attributes.  
     "To most people, Hans Hubermann was barely visible. An un-special person... Somehow, though, and I'm sure you've met people like this, he was able to appear as merely part of the background, even if he was standing at the front of a line. He was always just there. Not noticeable. Not important or particularly valuable... The frustration of that appearance, as you can imagine, was its complete misleadence, let's say. There most definitely was value in him, and it did not go unnoticed..." (pg. 34).
     So with this I would like to end by saying that I am just like everyone else. Similar by flesh and blood, and the same by mind, spirit, and soul. Thank you for visiting my blog, and hopefully I entertained you enough to come back and read some more.

The Face Behind the Blog (Part 1: My Hair)

   
     I have come to the realization that I have not done a good job of introducing myself and letting the world get to know me as the personality behind these words. I sincerely apologize, and I want to continue on by formally saying hello and welcome to my blog. My pseudo name is Rosa Rose, and I started this blog not only to express myself, but to also provide a perspective of life from the eyes of a minority female experiencing the joys and sorrows of high-school and hopefully college or real life further on.
     I would love to give a simple one word explanation of myself, but summarizing the intricate, trivial, and yet important aspects of what constitutes a person is extremely difficult, if not impossible. Yet there is one word in the English language which not only reflects the many qualities that one may possess, but also describes myself and my personality perfectly. This paradoxical complexly simple word which expresses one as well as the whole is... curly.
     I understand that it might be difficult to wrap one's mind around this metaphorical description, yet it manifests myself entirely in its meaning. Curly not only describes my hair because after all, it is like no other curly hair in the world. I'm not just saying that- rather writing that- to emphasis or create some sort of imagery. My hair really is completely different from anyone who has naturally curly hair. I can honestly say that I have not seen or known another person with my type of curliness, except of course for my mom.

     For that very reason, my hair and I have created a very special and confusing relationship throughout the years. We often argue and have extremely hostile moments. We are constantly at battle, and I occasionally commit betrayal by imagining what life would be like if I had straight hair like everyone else. To those with straight hair, I mean that in the nicest way because even though your hair isn't necessarily unique, I am truly jealous of it.      One day though, I will eventually be enlightened and come to accept that my hair is different, weird, and just that many more reasons to love it. It will be a lifelong battle, I have already realized that. What makes it most difficult is people and their ignorance. When they say things such as "Why do you wear it like that," "You must hate having curly hair," and ESPECIALLY "I think you would look so pretty if it was straight..." To those people, thank you for completely bashing my self-confidence. Does my hair not meet society's standards of beauty? Well then thats just one more cause to keep my hair all the more curly!
     I got my inspiration and a lot of ideas for this blog post at JonotJoe's Weblog. It is a very cool site so check it out if you can http://jonotjoe.com/.