According to boxing weight standards, I am a featherweight.
According to modeling standards, I am a heavyweight.
According to 1908, I am an old maid.
According to 2008, I am in the prime of life.
According to ARC standards, I am fluent.
According to actual Spaniards, I am definitely not.
According to some, I am a dreamer.
According to others, I am ambitious.
According to Google, I am the Religion In South Asia.
According to the Spanish Dictionary, I am Laughter.
According to the Census, I am Irish-German.
According to my lineage, I am Cuban.
According to some, I am scandalous.
According to some, I am conservative.
According to optometrists and the DMV, I am legally blind.
According to the blind, I can see.
According to certain debate ballots, I am victorious.
According to certain debate ballots, I am not.
According to many, I am morbidly strange.
According to Vicki, I am awesome.
There's a beauty in relativity. There's a freedom, a glorious independence from the judgements and labels of man. It all depends on the point of view.
According to God, I am His. And I am perfect.
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