I’m not perfect. Wish I was. I chose this photo of me for this memoir, because it is just a regular photo of me that my friend took of me. It’s not a “selfie” that took me 50 tries to get the perfect shot. There’s no posing or any anticipation whatsoever. It is just a picture of me naturally. I do not think I’m perfect. Of course as a girl, there are things about myself that I would change appearance wise. However, there are things about my outlook and attitude that I would like to change also. I wish I was able to be patient, or to be bubbly. I feel as if my persona blends in. I’m more quiet and shy, until you break the shell and I feel comfortable. I wish I could be more outgoing, but that may never change. I believe the text I chose fits well with the description of myself.