Ugly July 28, 2002 - 5:08 p.m.

Each passing day, I grow more and more disgusted with my appearance.

We had family pictures done today. I loathed every picture taken with me in it. I just looked so...

(ugly, nonexistent, out-of-place, plain, unsymmetrical, fake)

I don't know. I can't find words to describe it.

The rest of the family thought they were great pictures, so I decided to hold in my pity/disgust and not ruin their fun.

I feel like one of those prissy girly girls that always whine about their looks, yet spend HOURS in front of the mirror trying to improve them. Sorry... if you're ugly, you're ugly. Simple concept. I'm not like hugely grotesque with mutant deformations. Just not content at the moment. And I pretty much never voice it out loud to anyone. And taking into consideration the original concept of a diary, I'm not voicing it to anyone now either.

It just so happens that you, dear reader, are like a pesky little brother or sister that's gone through my sock drawer and found my private thoughts unlocked and awaiting your eyes.

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