Picture a guy who is the most irritating, pretentious idiot in the world. He thinks he's funny, cool, popular, etc. but he's just annoying and around him is an aura of awkward silences and strange looks. But he won't admit it about himself and continues on making a fool of himself while people who he thinks like him are looking at him like he's from Mars.
We all know someone like that. In 9th and 10th grades, that was me. By grade 11, I had started to wise up.
Simply bad luck or a curse for me. Maybe I was destined to be like this.