I am someone who does not get satisfied at all. Well of course I get satisfied otherwise you could consider me a freak and you can stop reading right about now. What I do not get satisfied about is my height and my weight. Since I was ten I dreamt of finding out how to grow tall just like my perfect older sister with her perfect hair and her perfect life. When I was fifteen I became dissatisfied with my weight because I felt that I was way too skinny. Well the grow tall wish never came true, and fast forward to a few years I am no longer skinny, but rather chubby. So now I am small and pudgy, no longer short and frail. I miss being skinny though, clothes look so much better and I do not look shorter. Oh how I wish I could still grow tall.