Reading my old famed FB notes I feel as if I've just listened in on a private conversation I'm too shy to admit I've overheard. It is strange to read something written 2 years ago and to vaguely recognize that I wrote that.
Am I really so different?
People I knew when I was 17 tell me I talk so much more now.
I forgot I used to be quiet.
People I knew when I was 18 say I seem a lot happier.
I forget I used to be medicated to be someone less happy but more consistent instead of just being happily inconsistent now.
People I knew when I was 20 ask me how my french guy is.
I forget we never sent out a memo.
People I knew last year, when I was 21, say I lost so much weight.
I forget I played housewife and lived a cat's life for half a year to know now, never again.
Anyone I knew before that tell others I got plastic surgery coz I look so different from when I was in highschool and I don't blame them for needing something to talk about. People need things to talk about and I guess I'm a good candidate because I don't retaliate. But do know as I smile at you when you say hello that I know and I do not appreciate it. The only thing I've got work done on is my outlook on what I wan't to do with my Life and the Choices I'm going to make to slowly become the person I want to be so my hypothetical future kids can have a good role model/my mother can coyly beam about it to her friends.
I'm not going to be or act forever 21, no.
In 18 days I'll be 22 and I plan my life on who I want to be when I'm 30.
So, the official/accurate statement is
'Brie had plastic surgery done on her mentality.'
You got it straight from the source.