Hai ugly desu. It means ‘am I ugly?’ The million dollar answer is ‘Yes, I am ugly.’
I was walking behind a good looking asian lady on the way to the petrol station. After I had bought items from the petrol station, I went and said to her ‘pardon me’ and she let me sit down, then she got up.
I said to her ‘thanks for giving me a seat.’ She said ‘u r alright.’ But she didn’t ask me any questions. I have a feeling she was going on the bus to meet with her boyfriend (a chad) and didn’t want to talk to another guy.
I take risks in meeting female strangers because I am schizoaffective, meaning I have a bipolar component to my schizophrenia.
I sat outside the Greek church for nearly 2 hours. No single women wanted to talk to me, so I just left. I must look really low-value.
Ugly desu ka? Yes, indeed I am. God bless you for thinking thus.
It was too crowded at the shopping mall today! I really wish I had stayed home. My narcissism flared up, all because of reasons that are too embarrassing to mention.
I get angry over insignificant things. Social rejection is ok, it saves me from having to know the other person, who might be bad natured, after all!
I must develop more humility with regards to being unpopular. Well, not unpopular, but ignored and shunned. I don’t make new friends easily, as I am too depressing.
I don’t think I can make a new friend, as I am not upbeat. Sometimes, I wish I had cool things to say. Maybe if I put my head up my behind, I’ll act cool. LOL.
Whatever happens, I shouldn’t say the first thing that comes to my mind. I should always ask about that other person, rather than say how boring my life is.
I wish I had a brain that knew which topics to talk about….