I’m obviously the
attractive one on this trip. I usually like being in situations where it’s not
clear whether I’m the most attractive, or someone else is. I just feel like
there’s some sort of responsibility to being the good-looking one—like I should
be some an ambassador of some sort. At least I’m not the obvious winner for intelligence, which is usually the case. Of
course, I could be, but that is yet to be determined. Perhaps after a few
rounds of Twenty Questions I will assert my dominance.
At
the same time that I shy away from responsibility, I’m having a hard time not
taking charge here. I definitely have the strongest leadership capabilities in
the group. The others are so unfocused, so ill defined, so confusedly bumbling
about in cotton wool. They make me feel like a shepherd. In fact, NiNi reminds
me of a sheep, all soft and fluffy, following us docilely.
