i hate confrontations and i hate wussiness and i hate grade school bullshit and students freak me out and i don’t like coke hangovers or weird people you don’t know getting all crazy on ya and i don’t like standing and waiting for taxi cabs looking like a doofus and i don’t like ruined parties and people feeling bad and i don’t like leaving people ten zillion voicemail messages in a row because i’m OCD and i don’t like my roommate saying i’m a hypocrite and that i yelled at her for not washing dishes.
i am not crazy.
