I'm not the kind of girl who will just pull on your hair...I won't be through, til you're blue

[_glass_coffin_]

~I don't know, but I know it, you better find out what your name is~

I hate excuses. I hate people. I hate people who don't have a sense of humor. I hate people who don't believe me when I'm being serious. I know that I'm almost never serious, but come on...wtf. I hate people who start to talk like other people...other ignorant people. I hate people who interupt me when I'm typing in my fucking journal. I hate how I hold my bass. I hate how I suck at life (regarding my bass;Paul) I hate how people have honors classes and make me feel stupid. I hate how I can never say this to anyones face. I hate how people get the wrong idea of me...I actually hate how I don't care about anything. I hate how I can sit here and hate everything in the world and not care enough to do anything about it. I hate how I only care about our band making it. I hate how I should care about school and I don't. I hate how I have to shovel again. I hate teenies. I hate how I consider myself one half the time. I hate how I get banished to the garage when I wanna play my bass past 10. Chh

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