I just argued with my sister...again. We fight a lot. Please pardon me for a few minutes while I complain and moan about it.

The basis of most our arguments is basically how we see each other. She thinks I'm a complaining cynic, I think she's a fluffy-headed goody-goody (sometimes. Sometimes she's great). She's probably the one that's right. :^| (that's a grim face)

I admit, sometimes I am cynical. But sometimes I'm not. My sister never seems to remember the moments I'm nice.

Another thing is, I don't think people should take me seriously (like you guys, you're probably not taking me seriously right now). I'm not the type of person you should take seriously, or people get hurt. Also, I have a feeling I'm one of those mean types of people that you ignore at parties.

But then, maybe I'm upset that people don't take me seriously enough. Maybe I'm one of those people who hunger for friendship (which, now to think about it, I kinda do).

Maybe I'm some sort of genius.

Or maybe I'm just a 15 year old, for heaven's sake, who's emotional level is shifting around like the dickens, and I'm just in a stage where everybody in the world annoys me. Or at least my sister (she's my only sibling).

Or maybe I'm a pathetic loser. A pathetic loser who can't make friends in real life, no less (all my friends are internet friends).

Qua "needs to go to a shrink" rtz