Hello there, Spence.

"I have an obsessive need to be the best at everything. I even have to win at yoga"
-Spencer Hastings

It was the third grade spelling bee.  There were only two of us left.  Myself and my fellow classmate.  A third grade boy.  It was his turn.  The word was vulture.  He spelled it wrong.  I spelled it right.  I also spelled the next word correctly.  Then I heard it, barely a whisper, but I heard it.  "I can't believe I lost to a girl".  How rude!  I had always been competitive.  Always.  But, in that moment, I realized just how competitive my inner goddess was.  I basked in the glory.  I proudly carried that trophy around the entire day.  That evening the trophy even joined the family for a celebratory dinner.  And, little Miss.Perfect emerged.

Enter Spencer Hastings.  Spencer is my fictional representation.  Well, my teenage representation.  At first, I didn't want to admit it.  She's a bit bossy, a bit overbearing, a bit up-tight, a bit too competitive, a bit too perfect.  On the other hand, she is intelligent, beautiful, loyal, tenacious, and has just the right amount of sass. She's the kind of girl you want as a friend.  She's the kind of girl that would do anything and everything for the ones she loves.

Not one, but two friends mentioned the resemblance.  I didn't really see it.  Until the episode that she was having a melt-down.  The cause?  She was failing.  Her grade, a B.  It took me back.  Way, way back.  My first B ever.  I was on the verge of a full on mental break down.  There were tears, there were sobs, there was some yelling.  I made myself physically ill.  I kid you not.

As much as I wanted to be more of an Aria, Spencer is more true to my being.  What can I say, I am the girl with just the right kind of attitude.

Are there any fictional characters you would say match your personality?
Let me know who.
xoxo