People.

I really don't understand people.

You know what, I'm a pretty good person. I'm friendly, nice, and rarely bitchy. I'm a sweet person. I only get angry when it is necessary or called for.

So why do some people dislike me so much? Andrew Schneider reportedly thinks I'm "fake," even though we haven't had an in-person conversation in almost two years. He trolls me on the internet is just a total asshole. Basically, I couldn't give a shit what he thinks.

Laurren just hates me because I'm nice, so she assumes I'm fake as well.

Look, world, last time I checked it was a very good thing for people to JUST BE NICE. How hard is it to understand that there are nice people in the world who want to treat others as they would like to be treated? It's really not that hard to comprehend.

Then, out of boredom, I decided to create an account on www.formspring.me, where you create a profile and people can ask you questions anonymously. Of course, when anonymity is involved, you get cowards who decide to be bitchy assholes.

I wake up this morning to this in my inbox:

"Why are you such a follower you unoriginal bitch"

Well, on the contrary, this person sounds like the bitch, not me! And obviously this person doesn't know me well. Last time I checked, I'm not much of a follower. And if I do, it's because I'm insecure. I am actually commended on how I march to the beat of my own drum.

Some people have self-image and psychological issues. I am one of them. It's because of the shit that happened to me when I was young.

I have friends from all different places and subcultures, so it would be impossible to follow all of them! What the fuck. I really don't understand how people can be so cruel. Obviously, anonymous user does not know me very well. I even went through my MySpace friends list, where I posted the link, and I have not made enemies with any of those folks.

My mother would say that anonymous user is jealous of me. It's funny, you know? From the outside, I can understand how somebody would be jealous, but from my point of view, I am not somebody anyone would want to be jealous of. You don't want to be me. You don't want to see what I have seen.

Fuck. I don't understand. I changed my ways starting sophomore year and transformed myself into a better person. So why do certain people still feel the need to badger me senselessly? I know this is so seventh grade, but I'm insecure.

Obviously this person is not worth my worrying, but I can't help it. People talk. I don't want someone I don't know to get a bad impression of me before I even meet them, you know?

Life moves on, but some support would be much appreciated.