drollery at its oddest

are you different? aren’t we all? should we embrace this? most likely we should accept and embrace this. i, however, unfortunately do not. i hate people for the strangest of reasons. i hate people for being gingers. i hate this one kid in my organic class for looking like screech powers. but fatter. i hate this one girl in the same class for the way she tosses her hair. i hate another for the way she coughs. (it’s horrible, really.)

how bad is this really? is this normal? does everyone have odd prejudices? do i hate people because i hate myself? well, really, that’s just not true. i don’t hate myself. i happen to like myself. i may have turned out to be a complete sell-out when it comes to blogging and i may have an annoying laugh, but i think i’m a pretty great person. well, except for the extreme hating problem.

that’s right. i consider myself a bit of a sell-out. (does that have a hyphen? who knows?) anyway, yeah, it’s true. my first “blog” entry will always be my favorite. i always felt that i would never be able to top that, and in my opinion, i haven’t. that was written in the creative bliss that follows one of my episodes. those i don’t have often. good, but sad at the same time. lately all i seem to be able to write about is my “life,” which frankly isn’t all that interesting.

i’ve been busy. the last post i couldn’t even bother to categorize. how sad…