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He Says. She Says.
written on Saturday, March 5, 2011 @ 5:04 PM ✈

IT HAS BEEN 3 YEARS.

Within those 3 years, I felt completely a loser. I was so dumb to think about things that are stupid enough to call me a failure. Uggh. First, I think that I am fat and that no one would ever like the way I am. Second, I am super duper ugly because of my darn mole and nose, Third, I am not the smartest kid in class. Many hardworking people always outsmart me in such a way I came in least than I expect myself to be. FAT, UGLY, LOSER.

But, the brighter side happens. My close and true friends tell me I am nearly close to perfectness. A classmate of mine in 2nd year told me she likes me because I had the perfect body, skills, the brains and the money. WHAAT THE!?!? All I can say was that . . . . . . .

Every time my friends tell me someone like-like me, I don't believe it. Mainly because, if they do, they could tell me in person. I mean, I don't bite. I would understand. AND SOMEONE DID THAT WILL OF MINE. That perfectly someone who told me in the perfect-est unperfect-est moment. He said, "I liked someone else. But because I got turned-off, I found someone better. Do you know who she is? She's really perfect just the way she is." I terribly asked him who she was after his dialogue. But after the end of the day,  he told me, "It is so embarrassing to admit it." And the he whispered, "You." He allegedly had the courage to tell me. I was proud. I immediately and completely fell with him again. It was so wonderful.

But where is he now? He is pushing me to someone else. And I really hate it. I figured out, maybe he got turned-off with me, too. How was I suppose to know? He didn't tell me. =(

Because of that, I lost hope. I returned to my loser mentality. I am FAT, UGLY AND A FAILURE.
No one would ever ease that.


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