Beauty or brains?
I have this really close friend and I feel so second best, compared to her. Truth be told, I got the beauty, and the sports skills... but in all seriousness, I want so bad to be the brains! I always find myself comparing me to her. I get happy cause I aced a test, guess what? She gets the bonus and gets 110%% and praised. I make fun of her to her face for being so smart, but I'm really just jealous. Sometime I'll get to old to be a sport player, and my looks will fade, but she'll always have her brains! It's so unfair! Why did god curse me to be a sporty beauty?