San Salvador
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At the beginning of 7th grade, I wanted to be popular like the cool kids, so I started telling jokes. Eventually, some guy made a Facebook page for my jokes and made me an admin there. At first, the page got around 300 likes and I was very excited. During its existence, one guy told me that everybody was laughing at me, not my jokes, but I ignored him.
Eventually, the page got deleted, and the guy said that he deleted it because he lost 20 likes. When I tried to remake the page, I only got 2 likes. I still kept telling jokes until the end of the primary school. People at the halls would constantly ask me for jokes. Also, I had 0 friends at the time, only acquaintances.
The worst part is that I started imitating Salamander Man and Filthy Frank memes in public. I agreed to be recored saying nyeees while doing the thing Salamander Man does because I thought I was ultra funny. A year later, in the first grade of HS, some Chad showed me the video with the uttermost disgust on his face.
This is how I turned myself into the biggest joke in my primary school. I even got elected as the class president in the 6th grade. Guess when that happened again. Negative social status is real and can only be beat in the amount of suffering by existing as a short ugly ethnic.
Eventually, the page got deleted, and the guy said that he deleted it because he lost 20 likes. When I tried to remake the page, I only got 2 likes. I still kept telling jokes until the end of the primary school. People at the halls would constantly ask me for jokes. Also, I had 0 friends at the time, only acquaintances.
The worst part is that I started imitating Salamander Man and Filthy Frank memes in public. I agreed to be recored saying nyeees while doing the thing Salamander Man does because I thought I was ultra funny. A year later, in the first grade of HS, some Chad showed me the video with the uttermost disgust on his face.
This is how I turned myself into the biggest joke in my primary school. I even got elected as the class president in the 6th grade. Guess when that happened again. Negative social status is real and can only be beat in the amount of suffering by existing as a short ugly ethnic.