Picture me wearing my school uniform of blue corduroys and a red long sleeve sweater. I was the 2nd tallest person in my class...
I was sitting at my desk, licking a red ring around my chapped lips, thinking to myself, "Where is my Carmex", when in walked Dan Anton, my 8th grade reading partner. It was then that I thought to myself, "Dear God I am ugly. And I look like a boy."
It was also the end of my bowl haircut.
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