11:04 a.m. - 2007-09-29
They hate me...they fucking hate me.
Last night, I had the total displeasure of going to a shitty party where everyone hated me.
I don't care what anybody says, you know someone hates you by the way that they treat you.
I first notice that Eric (the guy with the lip piercing, who I had happened to grow a bit of a fondness for in the past few days) is acting rather strangely and cold with me. He sees my roomate and her boyfriend, says hi to them, but then totally ignores me. And he ignores me throughout the night.
Finally, I decide to walk over to him and ask why he hadn't said hi. I put my hand out to him in a gesture and say "hey, what's up? How come you hadn't said hi to me?" And then he goes "hey, how are you doing?" Then shakes my hand and walks away.
Ouch.
And to rub more salt on my wounds, I just had to have another guy be rude to me.
See, I was standing amongst a couple of girls, and we were all talking a little bit. All of a sudden, this fat fucker comes up out of nowhere and just asks this random question. I, just to start a conversation with somebody,and at least be nice and friendly, answer his question for him. As soon as I do this, he replies to me "well I was talking to them."
Ouch again.
Since when was it a crime to be nice? There is not a mean bone in my body, and yet I always have people just ready to snap my heart in two.
I guess all these people forgot that I am as well, human.
Whatever the case, I have to get the fuck out of this school. I have had enough. I don't even know if I could take one more semester.
I'd rather be mugged in Brooklyn, than stay here with a bunch of people who hate my guts.
