She feels as if she's making everyone hate her and turn against her. Even people she has just met. She's sick of crying. She's sick of not knowing what the hell is wrong with her. She's sick of people expecting her to know what her own problems are and then pushing her for answers. she went to chelsie's today. she had the most wonderful bond ever with her. she can tell chelsie anything at all. she likes that she has a friend she can trust this well, even if they don't see each other as often as they should. She realized that she's not the only one who does certain things. She loves Chelsie so much more now that they've talked. She's still really mad at Marissa for doing this to her. She wanted to go to that drumline competition so badly and she just can't believe Marissa wouldn't even bother to ask her parents until the night before. Her mom is so pissed off at her. For everything. For being a bitch. For being born. Well soon enough mother you will get your wish and she won't be here to fuck everything up.