As medical students we were told to not get too involved, that our skin needed to be thick. I guess I was that kind of person until Matthew Hamilton came into my life.

lets get something clear, i hate one direction. so, why? dear lord, was i plucked from my hometown, and beautiful gym, and friends, flew half across america and dropped in a house with nine other girls and five of the most annoying stupid childish idiotic boys in the history of the earth. now when i say hate, i dont mean the normal kind of hate, i mean the, the second they start singing, i wanna reach down my throat, rip out my organs and strangle the five boys with them. yeah. that kind of hate. nobody would define me as a girly girl. no way. and if i did, maybe i should keep my organs around if you get my drift. no. i dont think im going to enjoy this particular "life changing" experience.