Well, rather unsettling to me. At that point of time though, all I did was go back home and cry till I had no more energy left. It was the first time someone shouted profanities in my face and I was 13, so pardon me if I seemed weak.
Before this happened, was the time when I was told in the face that I was the ugliest person in the world. It’s in this post if you haven’t seen it. I guess.
In actual fact, I don’t feel a huge difference at all. I spent the day wandering around a shopping mall with my most beloved mother, eating a meal an hour…
There shouldn’t be an excuse for my missing last week’s Weekly Photo Challenge, but here they are anyway.
I was really busy with French – if you’re curious, I’ve just taken my final paper. All I can say is that oral was a whole load of crap. The theme was too much for my young mind –.