So one boring evening Braden and I were drawing pictures on my whiteboard and he decided to draw a lovely portrait of me. Here's what he drew.
Glasses? I'm not even sure. But my teeth are really acurate, right down to my crooked jaw.
Well after a few minutes I decided to re-draw my self-portrait.
It turned out pretty inspiring.
(And to any of you who are concerned about my drawing skills, I drew it like that on purpose.)
And that's pretty much what a I looked like today, except with my hair pulled back in a high ponytail. And for some reason I got to school and was showered with compliments. I wondered, Why in the world am I getting the more compliments on an ugly day than when I take forever to look nice?
Then I thought about something.
And I realized that those comments from my amazing friends came on just the day I needed them, a day I was feeling down and insecure. I'm so grateful for those people who are always there to lift me up.
Once again... Thanks guys.(: