[ WP ] , When they turn 18 , everyone gets a clear mental image of their Soulmate , the one person they 're meant to love . Today is your birthday , and you see yourself .

I had never been much of a socialite. I guess it's because I always thought of people as lower than me. My one friend, John, stayed with me throughout high school, but he just did n't *get* it. I was put in all the advanced classes, to nurture my advanced intellect, while he stayed behind and became history to me. 
 
 I even had a brief girlfriend, Chelsea, for a year. She was too obsessed with her emotions, however. She called me a narcissist and claimed she never paid attention to me. Too much giggling with her friends, I think. People like John and Chelsea make me sick now, like anchors dragging me to the bottom of a lake. 
 
 I'm at a lake now, funnily enough. I'm about to turn eighteen, and get a clear image of my soulmate. Hopefully it's a female scientist... oooh, would n't that be exciting: come for the breasts, stay for the brains... we could bounce riddles off each other all day. I laugh at the thought. My future is going to be perfect, and I'll know that for sure in 3... 2... 1... 
 
 I see... a face... a very familiar face... ooh, not bad features, wait, that's my face! Was Chelsea right? Do I have narcissistic personality disorder? It would certainly explain a lot, but... I'm my own soulmate... wow... nobody else was worthy of spending that much time with me. 
 
 I do n't want the image to fade. As it does, I run down to the lake and gaze into the water. It's that face again. The face I will be with forever. 
 
 It's so beautiful...
