ok, me again.
when i was little, i used to move around a lot. my parents were still in school, so i would stay with some aunt or uncle for awhile, and then with some grandparent, and get passed around. the hardest part was school and making and keeping friends. when i finally permanently moved in with my parents, they were living in texas and the people weren't the nicest in the world. i'm very mixed, i have both south american and asian blood and white, and i remember in elementary school there were always a few kids making nasty remarks like "i don't like mexicans" or "i don't like japanese people" (i'm not even mexican, but peru is "close enough"), and then i didn't fit in with the asian group or the latino kids because i was too white.
throughout junior high, most girls started really caring about how they look, and how other people looked. i was deathly self-conscious. i spent so much time, money, and effort trying to look like and act like everyone else. but it always seemed like i could never get it right. if i didn't wear eye liner, someone would tell me i should because i'd look "like, sooo much better" and if i did someone would tell me i look like a vampire. i also used to have bad acne, and i was tall (i was 5'6'' when i was 11, when everyone else was 4-5 inches shorter), really skinny, and completely flat (it seemed like a death sentence).
at the end of JR high, i kind of gave up on trying to look good, threw out all of my makeup/nail polish/ jewelry/hair stuff.
interestingly, somewhere around the same time, guys went from thinking i was ugly to "adorable". girls, or at least the bleached blonde, fake tanned "popular" girls still thought i was ugly, so i learned (unfortunately) that the best listeners were boys, especially the the older ones trying to get into my pants. i also used to be very christian at the time, so i wouldn't sleep with them, and then they would give up and leave, so in short it led to some very bad experiences.
around junior year, i thought i finally started hanging out with the right people (people i can actually be myself around) and getting a grip, but it's still hard and i still have problems trusting people (especially boys). i'm still very self-conscious about how i look, but i would never admit that to anyone i know, and i pretend like i don't care at all. that way, if i don't look good, it's because i didn't try (even though i did). i especially hate my hair. the color is really weird (it's reddish brown) and thin and impossible to deal with, and i hate my nose. it's too wide, and just looks completely out of place and awkward. i really admire the people who honestly can completely not let how they look get in the way of what they want to do. i wish i could be like that, because i feel really pathetic and foolish as it is right now.