I just happen to stumble upon this weird journal entry somewhere while I was randomly browsing on the net. I just think that discrimination must not exist among us for we are all brothers and sisters. But sure being around pretty people can be very stressful....I REPEAT THIS IS NOT MINE.

I hate them all.Those girls with pretty faces. They always get the attention of other people even though they don't have anything.THEY HAVE NOTHING!!!!! If you have a pretty face, they can give you talent and people recognize you. Everybody wants to talk to you and be your friend. And yet these pretty faces just loves belittling others when all they really have are pretty faces. I hate them all!!!

My life, my entire life is surrounded by these pretty faces and i hate it. People who meet my family tend to say all the time, "Wow your mom looks really pretty" "Your dad is so handsome" "Your sister is so pretty". It is disgusting.

Whenever I try to shine, whenever I try to stand out, whenever I think out of the box, my hopes and my fragile confidence is simply burst by these horrid walking porcelain dolls. They know nothing of hard work. They know nothing of suffering. Are we to blame that we are not pretty? Are we to blame for not having perfect hair and skin? They don't know what it's like to be degraded. Whenever I am around them, they give me this disgusting, miserable feeling of being worthless. Like your very existence is not welcome in this world. Your comments, your point of view and your words are never needed. I HATE THEM!!! They have nothing and people worship them.

Back in the fourth grade, my school opened an audition for aspiring dancers. I remember that day so clearly for it was my very first audition. It may not be clear back then for I was a child, yet I know the exhilarating feeling whenever I perform on the stage cannot compare to any feeling of satisfaction that I feel. I auditioned with a group of friends. The moment I heard that music, even if I was dead nervous, I was able to show my best on that stage. I danced with precision and confidence. After that, they gave us individual remarks. The teacher who judged us told me the harshest words that destroyed my fragile confidence. "You are a great dancer. The problem is you keep on looking at the ground". So maybe I was not that confident. But moving your body in front of an audience still takes guts right?
Here are more of her harsh comments: "You know what? If I were you, I won't keep my hopes up. You don't have the look. Dancing is not exactly a talent, it can be learned. Do you watch tv? have you seen those back up dancers? They are pretty and sexy."

Even after what she said I hoped and prayed to pass the auditions the following day. But alas my name was not on the list. All the pretty skinny girls who can't even dance to a beat got in.

I hate these darn wretched pretty girls. They think that they're all that!

THEY'RE THE UGLY ONES!!!!!

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There were more but I Didn't bother posting them since the last paragraph was already full of curses. Well any way tell me what you think. But for me, the teacher was one heck of a meanie....NO TO DISCRIMINATION!!!!