Brains or Beauty? - Creative Writing 3

(( Disclaimer: Another boring thing.  Read if you wanna.  Who knows, maybe you like my writing style?  Alright, I think that's it for dull stuff, back to the world of fiction. ))

If I must choose between being beautiful, and being smart, the choice is very clear to me.  I’m already rather ugly and inelegant, so why not take the brains with it?  I take three Advanced Placement classes, so I’d like to say I’m a bit smart already, but being smarter would help incredibly.  I may not be the ‘talk of the town’, but I’d be better off.

Brains would get me much, much farther in life.  It could get me a good college degree, and then a well-paying job.  I would be able to support a family, if I find a man whom could see beyond my appearance.  It would also keep away the shallow men who think only about their spouse being pretty or hot.  I would be able to put up with the crude remarks and the like.  Also, beauty can be forced.  While I don’t want to have plastic surgery, it still would be an option if I needed to improve myself.  Then there is makeup, which would help hide my ugly features more.

I wouldn’t be happy if I were a pretty, stereotypical ‘dumb blonde’.  Sure, I might be able to get a modeling career or something like it, but that could go downhill fast.  A bit of bad publicity, or a bad manager and BAM!  My career is down the drain, leaving me dumb and broke.  Sure, I would get hot guys, but they would only like me for my looks.  They would use my appearance to get famous, and then leave me as quickly as they came.  If I had a child, I wouldn’t be able to spend as much time with them, which I would hate myself for.

Weighing the pros and cons of each option, my choice is clear as day.  I’d rather be a smart, albeit ugly business woman, not a pretty, yet idiotic model or slut.  I would be happier being smarter and more successful too.  I will not conform to the famous saying, ‘Ignorance is bliss’ as it is not true for me here.