The girl who wear glasses, the commoner one–a nobody. She’s conservative and old-fashioned. She always have that earphones on her ears–getting along with the singsong coming from it. She’s weird. She’s not the cheerleader but the one sitting on the bleachers. She’s a sneakers freak. She’s hiding behind her books. She’s shy with an average level of timidity. She’s in between cheerful cat and lone wolf–in between misanthrope and philanthropist. She’s quiet but has a loud mind. She’s an over thinker. She’s a dead fish, keep going with the flow.
Most of the time she feels like she’s wearing the invisibility cloak–not visible from the real world, hiding only in the little space she have created herself.
Yup, I’m that girl.