I took my uniqueness and treated it like a horn.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Uniqueness was something my mother pounded into me.
I hate to blow my own horn, but I gave a lot of people fits.
I was determined to play my horn against all odds, and I had to sacrifice a whole lot of pleasure to do so.
I just didn't believe I was like everybody else. I thought I was unique.
What makes me unique is that I'm normal.
I was a very unique child.
You never toot your own horn.
I stole everything I ever heard, but mostly I stole from the horns.
Tooting my own horn is of no interest to me... it takes you away from real life. It's a waste, and I don't find a need to sing my own praises.
I always took a great deal of pride in being original.
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