Great way to end at the good ol' AAC

I feel like a very very small person. I don't know why I let people affect me so much. Especially people like CJ whose opinion is the furthest thing from any importance. Ever since I was a young babe, I have always felt like this weirdo. In a bad way. This outsider that all the boys made fun of that all the girls didn't really want to hang around. I don't know what about me (and after discussing this feeling with Meredith) and my sister makes us so fucking bizarre.

Okay, I've had boyfriends. But let's take a look at this shall we. Evan did nothing but try to change me to make me a better pet for him. I'm pretty sure he was always setting his sights for the higher horizon. What I want to know is why the hell he stayed with me for so long if he always felt that way. It's fucking sadistic.

Now Jacob. Jacob is a different specimen completely. He's odd, quirky and not really much at all like his friends. I don't know, I just think weird girls are his thing.

CJ didn't say much but enough for me to freak out and probably mull on this feeling of pity and resentment all day. "A virgin bitch." How classy. The fact that I am a virgin has never bothered me and I have never felt discriminated (is that the right word?) for it. But damn does that burn. I'm so glad that all the line guys have their cool special line guys club in which they bash and put down and make fun of the secretaries. Wait! Ha ha ha how silly of me! Not SECRETARIES. No, no.

Just fucking me.