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In the Support Group: Jasmine Lets Off Steam
I am sad. REALLY sad.
No one likes me. No one wants to be with me.
I feel completely excluded, ignored, overlooked. As if I were air.
And yes: It hurts. After all, I’m still a child. A KI-KID!!!
Only eight years old. And the future is already gone.
I just don’t understand: Why doesn’t anyone like me? The other stupid Jasmine doesn’t have these problems either, that beast. Yes, probably because she has friends in Shanghai. Soooo cool! Always wears red. And me? I SEE red when I think of her. She has 159 friends! And me? Only 97 want to have anything to do with me... Wahaaahaaaa.... By the way, the only really nice one is that thingy... Wait... what was her name again? Comes from Udaipur... She’s definitely my great role model.
Now, to be specific: What does everyone have against me? They say I don’t smell good. HELLO???? I smell very good! Mostly just a little fresh, but that quickly passes, then I’m me. And only me. I, the Jasmine. The cheerful one. The one who is always in a good mood. Makes good vibes. Why doesn’t anyone notice that?
I’m supposed to be synthetic? And how is that supposed to work, huh? Maybe I didn’t just spring from the nearest natural oil shop, but I’m a bit more modern for that. And I really don’t annoy anyone, I usually don’t stay that long. When I visit someone, it’s at most four or five hours. That’s okay, right? Why do we always have to have a marathon meeting? I like to be gone sometimes too. So what? As long as I’m there, I’m definitely present, not like others who act big and then keep their mouths shut the whole time and disappear as soon as they can.
If I had to say what qualities I have, I would say:
Super figure. Super friendly freshness. Super cheerful presence. Decent but not excessive endurance. Love mandarins. Like to wear a flower or two in my hair. But I’m not such a girl, not so pink, not so sweet. And everything they say about me is not true. I DON’T have a friend named Tuberose. And I would never do anything with that Patchouli, he’s such a fool. And I don’t have too much wood in front of my hut. No! Definitely not nearly as much as certain other subjects whose names I won’t even mention here. That’s SLANDER! So mean! Get to know me first before you judge! Although... if you keep this up for too long... maybe I’ll just be gone one day! Maybe I’ll take off! Serves you right!
No one likes me. No one wants to be with me.
I feel completely excluded, ignored, overlooked. As if I were air.
And yes: It hurts. After all, I’m still a child. A KI-KID!!!
Only eight years old. And the future is already gone.
I just don’t understand: Why doesn’t anyone like me? The other stupid Jasmine doesn’t have these problems either, that beast. Yes, probably because she has friends in Shanghai. Soooo cool! Always wears red. And me? I SEE red when I think of her. She has 159 friends! And me? Only 97 want to have anything to do with me... Wahaaahaaaa.... By the way, the only really nice one is that thingy... Wait... what was her name again? Comes from Udaipur... She’s definitely my great role model.
Now, to be specific: What does everyone have against me? They say I don’t smell good. HELLO???? I smell very good! Mostly just a little fresh, but that quickly passes, then I’m me. And only me. I, the Jasmine. The cheerful one. The one who is always in a good mood. Makes good vibes. Why doesn’t anyone notice that?
I’m supposed to be synthetic? And how is that supposed to work, huh? Maybe I didn’t just spring from the nearest natural oil shop, but I’m a bit more modern for that. And I really don’t annoy anyone, I usually don’t stay that long. When I visit someone, it’s at most four or five hours. That’s okay, right? Why do we always have to have a marathon meeting? I like to be gone sometimes too. So what? As long as I’m there, I’m definitely present, not like others who act big and then keep their mouths shut the whole time and disappear as soon as they can.
If I had to say what qualities I have, I would say:
Super figure. Super friendly freshness. Super cheerful presence. Decent but not excessive endurance. Love mandarins. Like to wear a flower or two in my hair. But I’m not such a girl, not so pink, not so sweet. And everything they say about me is not true. I DON’T have a friend named Tuberose. And I would never do anything with that Patchouli, he’s such a fool. And I don’t have too much wood in front of my hut. No! Definitely not nearly as much as certain other subjects whose names I won’t even mention here. That’s SLANDER! So mean! Get to know me first before you judge! Although... if you keep this up for too long... maybe I’ll just be gone one day! Maybe I’ll take off! Serves you right!
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19 Comments
Fabulous idea...
And actually, I always listen to the whispers of my muses :))
:)
Your review is simply enchanting - Self-help group trophy!
Great comment!