“There’s the one who gets all the attention around here. She seems to be constantly on happy pills. How else could she maintain this effervescent personality? It’s apparent that she thinks too much of herself, though. As a matter of fact, her laughter has a slight edge of superficiality. She seems to have everybody fooled. Faithfully she wears that look of self-confidence overdose. She must be thinking that her disarming kindness will work on everyone.”
“If she would pull back and save some for later, she would be more tolerable. She’s not at all like me, reserved and cautiously trusting. I’ve seen the response she gets from a few persons who are equally not amused with her and she still continues her act. I would never allow myself to be vulnerable like that. These people could create a road through her with one stare, but she does not care. She’s too happy to notice. Poor, stupid girl!”
“Still… I wonder what it would be like to be as free as she is. Free, and never fearing. It’s as if she daily dares everyone, saying “This is who I am, take it or leave it.” It matters not to her. She loves herself publicly. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’ve got more going for me than she does…but….”
“How does she do it?”