why do you make that face?

i pass by, and you look at me like i'm a piece of garbage, dressed in a paper bag.

it also makes me feel AWESOME when you say that i look pathetic.

BEHIND MY BACK.  AND TO MY FRIEND.

and it also is SPLENDID when i am laughed at because I didn't make it into an honor society.

i had enough of this junk today.


it took all i had not to run out of class and hide in my little corner of despair and self-pity.


ok i lie.  i did run out of one class.



for some reason, i do know when i am self-pitying myself.

but i don't hold back.


because i am a woman.

and am going through my rollercoaster emotional ride.  stupid hormones.


-Mallory