I hate it when people call me or my friends weird. We say it some times to each other, in a joking way. But that's because we know we're joking and that what other people call "weird" is exactly why we're friends.
Some people might say we're obnoxious, but that's because we try to be our selves without caring what the world thinks (though, I have a slight problem with not caring).
Some people say we're loud, because we are. If you don't make a little noise, you'll go unnoticed by the world. You've got to shake things up a little, make some people a little less comfortable.
Some people might say we're judging, but we only judge those who judged first. We silently make fun of those who judge others, because if you look down on someone because of their race, gender, sexuality, ect., you deserve to be put in your place.
If you don't like our type of weird, it's your problem, not ours.
A/N Okay. That wasn't completely awful. As I said in the previous chapter, I would rather keep the hate mail to a minimum, so if you have any negative comments, keep them to yourself. Vote if you kind of understood where I was coming from in this chapter. Also, I have now titled this incorrectly at least twice. Please tell me if it seems wrong.
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Rants Of My Own Design
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