Charisma & Chaos

New Beginnings. 
May try to write a story in the month of November.  So far its a memoir.  And not very good.  An excerpt. ..

...I wasn’t consciously trying to be rude or act better, but really- I spent my days reviewing documents for students living in Liberia and Vietnam.  I was gold member of Hilton and was obsessed with global concrete culture.  I couldn’t live without instagram, music from the weeknd and snapbacks.  I had nothing in common with them.  This is also where I began to examine myself and figure out how and why I was so different.  To my family it may have seemed odd that I wasn’t married yet, to others maybe a bit bizarre that I had never been in a serious relationship by 23 and although my close friends were supportive of me, many people my age would gawk if they knew I was still a virgin.  Yes, being raised in a conservative christian household had some impact on this fact; however, there was much more than that going into my decision to have sex or not; one being that I wasn’t quite comfortable enough with myself and timing had never been right.  People constantly told me I was the baddest good girl they ever met, or that I didn’t seem like a virgin.  I didn’t know what that meant exactly, other than the fact that I must have acted like a cheap whore on the verge of a cocaine bender or something. ...