...i think im a pretty decent person...but for some reason others don't
so now i feel bad:(
just because i wear v necks (which i will admit are a tad low, but i have seen lower)
wore ONE off shoulder shirt
and happen to get compliments from guys (which are not gross ones)
does not mean i am a hoe....at all.
i happen to be quite unhoeish
and there was a pregnant sophomore in front of me, and they still looked at me like that.
anyways, enough about that.
well it kind of ties into it, but whatever
during IPC today, i realized i get really depressed when i am alone.
and part of my perception of being alone is those girls
that just sit there and get all the attention and giggle until you want to shoot their faces off
i am the kid quietly sitting and doing my work
while everyone is talking to their friends
and it gets really bad, im not going into detail about it though.
but most of the time, i am the quiet kid. i actually talked in english today
and a guy by me is like what?! you talk! im like ya...shocker...
and this time i did manage to write down my poems. well poem, it took me 50 minutes to come up with a stupid poem that isn't really that good, so im also not going to put it.
but i just think its funny. i am the quiet kid...not the slut. so what, im not the average nerdy quiet kid. just an insecure one.
I wish people werent so judgemental. just watch yourself. I thought it was funny that guys looked at you like a slut while pregnant chick there. I try not to judge to quick. but my first thought you vs her, well you get the idea.
ReplyDeleteYou may not say much, but what you do say is worth listening to. Just try to remember, QvQ
quality over quantity
tc sarah
you kidos are so sweet:D
ReplyDeletehaha and ya, it does suck.
funny part, suddenly tons of guys like me
suspicious...
im doing something wrong:(
aww!! that's bad i guess.
ReplyDeletebut u got to speak, to express what u are actuallY!
else, people can take u for granted.
and about the poem, any creative piece has to be shared, else u cant improve. u should post the poem. I think it won't be that bad, eh?
I hated high school. I walked around with an invisible "F**k you" painted on my forehead and a lot of it was due to preppy girls and pretty boys that looked down on me for not trying to live my life like the characters in "The OC".
ReplyDeleteAnd being alone in a room full of groups of people is tough, it's easy to wonder, "what's wrong with me." Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with you.