Wow. Talk about tip of the tongue. That was so frustrating. I thought I had it right, after five minutes of sir asking me what he also can't put a finger on. It was 'affirmative action' and I only found out when I googled it. I read about it before, but i didn't have the chance of remembering it on time. I actually thought it was positive reinforcement. I was so wrong. But I thought I was right, for half a day. --- It would be really nice if I was pretty. But I'm not. So I guess…ugh. --- I know myself. And I know that I'm the biggest whiner. AT least on the inside. I don't really whine as much in real life as I do inside my head. I whine and bemoan my entire existence. Why wasn't I born as pretty as Kate? Why wasn't I born as smart as Kim Tee? Why wasn't I born an extrovert? Why am I so bad at expressing myself when I speak? I know, I know. These are things that I could probably improve upon to a certain extent. But I don't think I can improve much of what I was born with. This journal entry is so pointless. I already know I'm inferior. I don't know why I'm writing about it again for the nth time. I just want to be a somebody. Somebody who's valued. Somebody whose existence counts. At this exact moment in time, I bet no one is thinking about me at all. Or in the past few weeks. Sometimes I think about people in my life. From high school. My family. I think about a lot of people. I wonder if someone out there thinks of me. And most importantly, what they think of me. --- Oh look, it's mid semester tomorrow.