I'm not going to sugarcoat that, trust me I am WELL aware of my flaws, namely that one. It comes in handy in the self-deprecating humor department, trust me. It's not as if I am ambivalent to the plight of others or I'm an elitist (quite honestly, I see that as highly nonsensical that vanity implies elitism.) Being selfish and self-obsessed doesn't mean that you're an uppity blowhard.
Why I'm a narcissist:
1) I care too much about my looks...most of the time.
2) I think beauty and perfection are much more important than they actually are.
3) I don't only care about myself by any means, but I'm not selfless by any stretch of the imagination.
4) I talk about myself far too much. Sometimes I reckon I think I'm far more interesting than I actually am. As if everything that comes out of my mouth---every personal anecdote, every attempt at a wise word or advice or an opinion is the most vital and earth-shattering and enlightening utterance ever spoken by an individual on this Earth.
5) I have a blog. Vanity Fair, homeskillet.
Boy, am I going to be in for a rude awakening. Everything above is just pitiable. I do think I've become a good listener though. I do have issues interrupting, not because I think what I have to say is more important but because I'm afraid I will lose my train of thought...I ought to carry around a tiny notebook everywhere I go so I'm not making countless notes on my notepad on my phone and all of my notebooks for classes. That's what all renowned writers do anyway, as far as I know!
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