The guy I had a massive crush on in high school never actually liked me, he just felt sorry for me. The girl that was seemingly interested in befriending me was a ***** and obviously talked behind my back. I made a huge fool out of myself when I wore that outfit ( a navy dress with a matching cardigan and fuschia pumps) for a mock interview that made up half of my grade in spanish class.****I though I looked okay, apparently not. I think it had to do more with what people expected me to look like and me not matching that. A lousy loner that prefers to merge with the wallpaper wearing a very "out-there" outfit. I dont think even I was expecting it. My home room teacher made fun of me in public and in some cases I was right there and he didnt even care. That's how little worth I had in High school.