4:45 p.m. - 2004-03-17
a little shakespeare
I hate my hair and the way my bangs decrease my age. I hate the way kids tap on my shoulder and pull my shirt and lean on mean when its 80 degrees outside. I hate the way it feels to have my pants get tighter. I hate my talent that causes me to constantly eat. I hate the way my parents slam my bedroom door because it scares my rabbit. I hate that the guy in my english class is going to go to UC Berkeley as an english major and i am stuck here. I hate my indecisiveness and the way i kiss my bosses ass. I hate the fact that both of my Grandmothers are dead. I hate it when my parents are sad. I hate that my brother and i have a very uncomfortable relationship and that we never talk. I hate not knowing why I exist and where I'll end up once i die. But what I hate the most is my selfishness for not realizing that my life is perfect compared to some who live in 3rd world countries.
