Sometimes I say the right thing but most of the time I don’t

The problem with me is that I'm not someone else. If I was someone else, I wouldn't be me and wouldn't have a problem. When the world constantly laughs at you, there's really only three things you can do. You can either let it get you down or you can laugh back in its face until it starts to become massively confused and leaves you alone. I decided to get Jill Y a present although Í know she'll more than likely, probably like it, I also know I'll somehow end up getting into trouble over it: