Me Vs. My Alter-Ego ;)

My alter-ego: My name is Louella Cortez. I'm a curvy/slender/sexy mother who doesn't look like a mother...with full breast and a great ass. I have perfect hair that flows perfectly with whatever i'm doing. I'm always up on the latest trends and styles and every girl/woman envies me. I'm a down to earth person but strikingly beautiful. I'm tan all year round. I own a really expensive house with all the new contemporary styles and scents. I do alot of charity work and never piss anyone off. All of my ex-boyfriends/lovers think about me atleast twice a day. I wake up every morning to the sunlight hitting my face in my king size state of the art bed with my $8,000 designer arabian bed comforter/furniture. If it's raining, I wake up whenever. I always wake up in a fantastic mood. Stretch and look amazing while i sit up...no man beside me;) I then walk across the room to my glorious girly bathroom...slide off my silk pj's, take a long shower; if i need to shave i get in my whirlpool hot-tub/bath first. I have the best salon shampoo ever. I then get dressed in whatever i "feel" for the day, or whatever looks best for what i'm doing for the day. Everything looks great on me, so this procedure does not take long. Make-up goes for the same...depending on where im going is how much i wear. I could get away with not wearing any. I then gracefully glide down my beautiful staircase, walk in the kitchen, drink a nice cold beverage, eat eggs w/cheese and fruit and go in my sitting-room and watch TV. I then go and run my errands for the day...if i have none, i walk around my luxerious home in awe of everything GREAT that i have. My son then comes home from school, then my boyfriend, who only lives with me on the weekends, comes over and we cook a really good dinner. We go out to eat atleast once a week. I watch atleast one of my favorite movies atleast once a week.

Me: My name should remain anonymous. Nobody ever really remembers anyway, right? Heh. I'm about 100 pounds overweight with small breast, still some-what firm, with a flat, wide ass and the biggest hips you have ever seen in your life. I'm very un-proportioned. I try to be stylish and keep up with the latest trends, but none of them ever seem to flatter my odd figure :/ I'm still a very down to earth person, with a "pretty face" which is what i get told alot since APPARENTLY my body isn't pretty. Ha, spare me. I'm only tan in the Summer, unless my body doesn't want to tan and i turn a weird red or i use my sunless tanner. I do not own a house, nor rent an apartment/house...i have recently moved back in with my parents and younger brother due to my Ex's poor financial skills. I'm not putting it all on him...I def know how to save money. Just hard with my LOW income and being a single mother. I try to please everyone and make everyone happy to avoid drama, but yet once every blue moon, i still manage to. I can only wish my ex-boyfriends/lovers still think about me twice a day. I think it's the other way around. I dwell on why our relationships ended...pretty much because they screwed it up...which is actually the truth, seriously. But, there is one guy. Let's call him....nah nevermind. But, whenever he gets a new woman i get slightly annoyed. Then again, he is a womanizer. Anywho, my sons father...i really could care less if i ever saw him again. First love, first hurt...blah. LOSER. I love that baby he gave me though more than words could EVER express. Ok...i think im getting off topic...I wake up everyday to some kind of loud noise/voice or my annoying alarm clock on my shitty cell phone. I'm in a bed i purchased when i was 19 at a discount store. I am now 26. I could not tell you how many women the baby daddy has had on it, guests for when i actually shared a nicer bed with a significant other. It's horrible...lets just put it that way. I currently have not sheets on it...and a scruffy uncomfortable quilt. If it's raining, i still wake up. The same exact way. Usually i'm not ready to get up at all and a fantasic mood is far from the mood im really in. I try to make the least noise getting out of bed since every move i make the damn mattress sqeaks like 1,000 mice getting squished at once. That's usually just on a work morning when my son is still sleeping. Yes, i share a bedroom with my four year old. He finally now has his own bed. Bless his heart. I then walk down our 3 feet hallway and walk into the brightess yellow-tiled 1970's bathroom you will ever see in your life. I actually have to shade my eyes. Once my eyes adjust i usually reach for one of my personal belongings on the crammed counter all five of us share and most likely knock something down. I take a 10-15 minute shower. I shave probably once every 2 weeks or whenever i get the chance. I get dressed in whatever is clean. It ALWAYS looks better on the hanger. I usually don't get breakfast because of the mad rush i'm in from the lack of sleep i got in the horrible bed the night before. If anything i'll grab a breakfast bar that i don't even like and maybe a bottled water. I then drive to work. Blah. Enough said.  When i get off work i usually spend time with my son and live vicariously through him. Mom usually doesn't cook dinner anymore. Maybe once a week. So, i eat whatever. My ex-boyfriend is basically still my boyfriend. So, he usually comes over too. I obviously love him or this wouldn't be happening. I'm just probably afraid to commit ever again.

Wowwwww! Okay after reading that, my life sounds SUPER depressing. I really wouldn't trade it for anything. I am a happy person. I just deal with what i have. Maybe one day, Louella can live. But, for now ME, is fine. I am blessed.