I have this friend and she's so perfect, it's a little creepy. She's blond, gorgeous, ultra-smart, always turns in her homework, the whole shebang. The problem is, she knows it. And then there's me, my dark brown hair hanging in tendrils around my less than adorable face, tripping over thin air, doodles all over my arms, worried about that Spanish/Math/English/Science/History/Health project that I forgot about until just now, five minutes before it's due. The problem is, she knows it. She knows she's better than me in every possible way. She has this annoying way she says "Oh my god!" with rolled eyes that she reserves for when she wants to put herself above me. When I doodle on my arms. When I'm picking the scab that I got running into my dresser or falling down the stairs. I'm at least as smart as her, I just choose not to show it. (School is not exactly my top priority) Today, after finding out that I learned Spanish present tense faster than her, she was all. "You know, if you work
2007-06-06
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