I'm miserable?

It's offical, I'm miserable! Well no, not really, but who am to disagree with the observations of others. This I've heard on more than one occasion before, but it became especially annoying while out last night. Not one, or two, but a handful of chicks approached me new year's eve night just to tell me how miserable I looked. I actually had to convince a few I really wasn't too. Who does that? Who goes up to someone you don't know, tell them they look miserable, and then when they tell you they aren't, you insist they are and they are politely lying?

And if that wasn't bad enough, I think one chick even used the "I'm miserable" line to approach me and flirt with me. Yeah, real smooth girl. Word of advice people, the Constanza approach probably isn't the best way to go even for a female. I mean this girl approached me three times asking me how miserable I was, the third, to essentially tell me how cute I looked with a scowl. Yes, my trademark scowl, always a heartbreaker. I do feel sorta bad though because I did use a friend to blow her off. It wasn't that she was hideous, boring, or annoying, she was quite the opposite, it's just telling me that I looked miserable didn't exactly make me want to get to know the her.

Anyway, sure I admit, lately I haven't been the bubbliest person and in way I really haven't been able to show much ecitement for anything, but honestly for some reason, I usually look something like that. I don't know what it is, but even when I'm content and haven't a worry in the world, it's there. I think maybe it happens when I'm just standing around with no one to impress. Ya know what, I think I'm going to commission myself to single-handedly make the scowl and the miserable look, sexy. Wish my luck.