Angsty Tween Hoola Hoop Girl

I saw you in the hoola hoop competition at the San Diego Zoo with a look of grizzled indignation that only a hoola hoop exploited eleven year-old could conjure up. In contrast to the field of happy children having yet to suffer the searing wounds of hoola hoop success, you looked on arms crossed, unengaged and unimpressed. Though broken in spirit, with uninspired skill you won. A heartless hollow victory, but one that saved the others from the dismal existence you endure. You are awesome.