A new record?

Well, this is a new posting record. In furthur news, this is going to be a glorified gripe. Do you know what I hate? No, seriously, I do hate it. I hate when you are sitting there, and you know that everything you feel is wrong, and you feel like such a hypocrite for feeling that way, but no matter what you do you can't change it. I absolutely hate that feeling. And lo and behold, that would be moi lately.
Like, I don't even know who I really am anymore. So what the hell, right? Time to discover... So that's what I'm doing for Lent. Of course, I'll actually give something up, yadda yadda yadda, but seriously, I want to discover who I am.
I also want to convince a certain best friend of mine that I am single because I want to be. Not because I'm stuck that way, because I'm not. Because I like not having the couple complex, I like figuring out who I am before I feel obligated to be a part of someone else, and because, despite her best efforts, when I find someone I really like, I will set myself up. I really will.
You know what else I hate? I hate that society expects teenagers to go out with each other. It's as though if I'm not going out, there must be something wrong with me. Culture is stupid. Social expectations are stupid. And so are, for the record, most politicians.

Love and hate...

So I was reading Meggy's blog, and she did this and I thought, 'hey, fun!' So thus, me sitting down and actually blogging.

Meghan, because this idea came from you: I love you for our walks, the random conversations we have, the fun of opening one of your super long notes, the way you open up and how much I trust you.
I hate how there's so much I don't understand. I hate how you and John don't talk. I hate how you are comfortable with everyone, when I never will be.

Melissa, I love you for being my best friend, for knowing me inside and out, for pushing me out when I need it, for knowing and sharing dreams, for our midnight talks and whispers, for being there, for sharing Crave with me, for being a beautiful soul, and for loving me no matter what.
I hate that you are so talented, that you and I are both so opinionated, that you don't always listen to the whole song, and that you are a mini Yenta.

Danielle, I love you for being strong no matter what, for letting me see you cry, for getting back on track, for sharing your life and thoughts with me, for our shopping trips, for your dedication to your sport, for being beautiful inside and out, and for growing wise.
I hate that you are so beautiful, that you flirt a lot, that you don't like to talk about your feelings, that you feel you have to be strong, and that I'm afraid to celebrate your dad with you, and that I don't feel like I can talk about mine anymore.

Amy, I love you for being accepting of everyone, for loving me to death, for your courage, for your hellos every morning, for letting me talk to you when I need to, for being a blond in a redhead's body, for asking for advice then taking it, and for being the sweetest person I know.
I hate you for being beautiful, for being everyones friend, and for having a line up of boys waiting for you.

Rebecca, I love you for being my sister, for being my twin, for everything we share and do together... words can't sum up how much I love you.
I have you for most of the same reasons, lol. Especially for getting the model genes in our family.

Mama and Papa, I love you for giving me the world, for letting me make my own mistakes, for caring so much it hurts, for being the best parents in the world, for being open to talk to, for letting me push you forward, and for letting me be honest.
I hate you for holding me too close, for being so much like me, for all our arguements and for our differences in opinion.

John, I love you for being the brother I never had, for forgiving me despite all my screwups, for always having a hug for me, and for never minding my freakouts.
I hate you for not always getting the picture, for being so wonderful, and for not talking to Meghan.

Troy, I love you for all the random times we talk, for our Dr. Seuss days, for your amazing musical talent, for your random shy days, for how accepting you are, and for your love of God.
I hate you for that musical talent, and for the random shy days, and how I don't always feel comfortable with you.

Everyone else, know I love you anyways. HEARTS TO YOU ALL!!!