Okay, I really don't get it. Everyone's happy with someone. They have someone to cheer them up. All I have is my mum and my pillow. I think it's about time to move on from pillow and mummy (that doesn't mean I don't love her; she's the best mum you can possibly imagine) to some serious guy. But of course; how? You see, I've been asking myself the same questions for over a year. How come I don't get a guy? How come I haven't had a guy? Like ever? Am I not pretty enough for anyone? Doesn't anyone see potencial in me? Doesn't anyone find me interesting? I always keep telling myself that life's going to take care of me, it has a plan for me. It has to. I keep convincing myself that eventually, I'll find someone perfect for me, someone who'll get me. But what if that person never comes? What if I'm telling myself a lie? Because I personally believe, if there was anyone who'd like me or thought of me in a different way (to b...