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It sucks to wake up every morning feeling like an ugly duckling. But it becomes worse, intolerable even, when everything seems out to get you. Take this morning for example, I felt so bad about myself already. Then I had to bear with the pungent smell of mr. dig-his-ears-like-no-one's-looking. Not that I'm racist or anything, but honestly, what the hell is with the smell?! Hey, that rhymes.
What's worse was that sitting directly across me was this girl, not outstandingly gorgeous or anything, but she had style. Simple but funky, and she seemed to achieve that ever so effortlessly. And that made me feel worse about myself. I don't know if retail therapy this weekend is gonna make me feel better, which really says something about this stupid, sudden lack of self-assurance.
And how can I forget? Mr. obnoxious. I think he has like this obsessive compulsive behaviour or something. He scrunitises everyone and anyone, and they know it. Usually I'd just think he was a freak, but somehow he's making me feel uneasy as hell. Feli, do everyone a favour and go pluck out his eyeballs ASAP please, because my tolerance level is seriously running low.