In an unfair and hypocritical display....

Now, finally, I'm pissed off. It's been a while, huh?

See, recently I've had this little issue with people (and no, it's not just YOU, you special someone, you) telling me what classes I should take, what clothes I should wear, and even what I should post about on this blog.

And my answer to that is: Stay the hell out of my life, please.

I know, in my more rational moments, that most of you have only my best interests at heart, but I am surrounded by people who think they know what is best for me, and apparently my own opinion matters not at all, because clearly I am just a young, stupid, teenager who thinks it's "cool" to rebel.

Bullshit.

No matter how much I may claim stubbornness, when push comes to shove I am NOT going to screw myself over in something important. And for all you kind folk out there--what I choose to wear and what I choose to write about are NOT important. So I'm allowed to write posts that everyone hates, because honestly, I'm pretty sure my life and future happiness is not going to depend on it. I am also allowed to wear comfortable shoes, even if they are old and ratty, instead of squishing my feet into shoes that I'll trip in anyways. And for God's sake, I am allowed to listen to whatever the hell I want.

And there's nothing any of you can do to change that. Because if any of those things really matter in life, I want no part in it. I had thought that we, as a group of people, had built our odd little identity on being different--and being different means not following every damn expectation people have of you, even if they are people you care about. I may love you all dearly, but asking me to follow your advice 100% of the time is unrealistic, because guess what? Sometimes, you're wrong. Sometimes, I'm wrong, and when I'm wrong I'll take the flak for it because it was my bad choice, but if I choose not to listen to you, that too is something I take responsibility for.

I'm not asking you to be responsible for me--that is your decision, and I'm not going to be sulky and ask you to not offer advice. But don't throw a fit if I don't take it, please.

You never know, I might ignore it just to spite you...