I love my grampa. I love that my gramma watches Grey's Anatomy religiously. I love Grey's Anatomy. I love Coldplay. I love Coldplay enough to put Grey's Anatomy on mute while Drew called me from their concert. I love Drew for calling me from the concert. I love concerts. I love concerts in the summer. I love summer. I love the artifical happiness I get from being intoxicated. I love everything about Chalet On The Lake in the summer (I love Kevin McCan). I love big eyed, messy haired, tall, Irish, athletic boys. I love being an athlete. I love my club volleyball team from last year. I love competition. I love sweating. I love water. I love laughing so hard you hurt/cry. I hate crying in public. I hate how being in public makes me anxious. I hate being anxious. I hate not being able to sleep. I hate my alarm clock. I hate the nauseating feeling I get when I hear my alarm go off. I hate when I nauseous. I hate my period. I hate when my period makes me break out. I hate the chocolate binges I go on when I have my period. I hate that chocolate has so many calories. I hate calories. I hate problems. I hate worrying about problems. I hate worrying my mother/sister. I hate life without my mother/sister. I hate living. I hate being cold in my living room.