[insert disappointed and depressed face here]

It usually takes a lot to make me cry... aside from being yelled at by customers it doesn't happen. Not even with movies, I think "The Lion King" is about it, but I guess tonight pushed me to the point of no holding back. I'm emotional but it's more of an angry, take things too personally way... not a cry at the drop of a hat way.
I understand I'm an anomaly... but unless you're one of my bff's, you don't need to know that. That hurts. Bad.
I don't fully know why I am how I am. I don't think I'm pretty and I think that has the world to do with it. It's hard going from the fat, bucktooth, frizzy hair girl with glasses in school to what I am now. Granted, I'm still not skinny, my hair is the same minus the hairspray bangs, the glasses have been replaced with contacts, and I've sort of grown into my teeth, but I like to think I'm not completely unfortunate.
I don't understand how people do it. How someone can be so confident to immediately go there? That's not me and if that's what it takes I'm going to be figuratively screwed in life.
I'm not looking for a fairy tale love story magical ordeal but I'd like to have something written on the page before I go straight to the ending... and nothing has been written in a very long time.