More Whining

micheljones53246331 who are you? Apparently you read my blog and you like it. Thank you, but right now you're kinda creeping me out. So the girl from an earlier blog, who won Miss Junior Washington, is the new Miss Teen USA. I'm jealous and I admit it. I'm not perfect by any means. People say I'm pretty smart and I guess I am, but my talents stop there. I suck at the cello, I'm average on the sitar, I am not pretty, and I have a hard time trying to please my parents. That girl is as close to perfect that I know. She is amazing, but I'm still mad because I'm jealous. Plus, my dad keeps sending me articles about even more amazing Indian girls my age that win scholarships or win science fairs. My dad is probably the one person that somehow always manages to make me feel horrible about myself. He'll begin with a compliment like "My daughter is so brilliant, but she is very fat." I'm not even fat! I'm fat compared to some people, but not really. Even if he calls me brialliant one time he'll say something later about how I should be getting all A's. Calvin, from Calvin and Hobbes, was right when he said "I find that life is easier the lower my expectations are. My parents have very high expectations. Once my younger sister got a 90 on a test, and I got like a 95. They were so proud of her, but disappointed in me because "We expect better from you."