Things I Hate About Myself....

-My stupidy
-My seemingly inability to do anything normal.
-How I can't ever be mellow, I'm either too down or too high.
-How I often say the word 'poo'
-How my facial hair grows in a very odd way.
-My body
-How I don't have the X Factor.
-How I can't be cool.
-How I have to be into bands that I can't talk to anyone about as they don't know them.
-My hair (some days)
-How I'll never become a Princess.
-For someone who plays bass, my hands are relatively small.
-I can't pull off saying the word 'mate'
-How my taxidermist career will never take off.
-People assume just because I can be academic, that thus excludes me from undertaking perhaps not so academic activities.
-That I don't have the energy to go up to London and give Cameron a good ol' whack on the head.
-How when I talk to the female kind, I always end up talking about how the majority of boys don't wash their hands or facial hair problems.
-If I think a man is rather attractive, I seem homosexual.
-When I talk to the dead they give me no advice on how to become the next Apprentice.
-My face.
-How I often get into a routine, yet hate them so.
-Carol Vorderman wont return my calls or my letters,faxes and gives no comments on my photographs/drawings/dreams.



...




Obviously not all of these are true, but their are a few things I don't like about myself.




...




But it doesn't matter in the end as I am better than every single one of you!




My Name's Sam Hughes And That's The Way It Is!