i can't easily make friends.
-my daughter is the contrary. she communicates with people; touches them, waves at them, makes eye contact, calls out their name, smiles a lot..whatever it takes.
i don't really care about what the others think about me.
-my daughter does. she wants people to like her and is a petite buffoon walking around charming humankind.
i don't miss people.
-my daughter picks up the phone and goes through photos of relatives and friends she saw for only a handful of times, expressing various sounds of joy.
following on the previous note, i am not that loyal either. i don't feel the urge to call someone.
-following on the previous note, my daughter asks me to call someone. also, she does not forget people who have brought her presents.
i like my privacy.
-my daughter does not; she literally pokes my eyes to wake me up.
i'm cool.
-my daughter is cooler.
i am going to be 31 years old and turned out OK.
-my daughter is going to be 21 months old, and i hope she turns out to be a much better person than i am.
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