It sucks when you get a "I hate you" vibe from someone you barely know. It sucks because you have no idea what you did... except exist.
Is my existence that much of a pain to you? If you have a problem, confront me. Just don't hate me for a trivial and completely stupid reason.
Sometimes I wish I could be that nice, quiet, innocent girl next door. But I'm loud and annoying. I speak my mind and I don't care who hears me. That part of me comes from my mom, who always gets into fights with cashiers at Costco, flight attendants on an airplane, and Häagen-Dazs ladies who serve you your ice cream. I don't shut up, and when I do, I don't listen, I tune out. Jealousy is something I hate, but I'm jealous a lot. I'm weird and sometimes I think I have a mental issue/disease. But if you hate me, hate me because I did something personally and intentionally bitchy to you.
Anyways, I can't/don't want to end this entry on a bad note. So far, summer hasn't been what I thought it would be. Its only the middle of the second week and I still feel like I'm in school. But thats probably because of debate camp, which is going pretty damn well. I found a DI partner, and hopefully we'll win some trophies next year :)