When I was little I always wanted everyone to like me in school. It didn’t matter if we were necessarily friends and ate lunch on the same table or not, I just wanted people to like me. And of course that wasn’t always the case.
I actually remember this one time two girls in primary school made me cry because they said they didn’t like me. No reason, just that they didn’t like me. Imagine crying just because two people don’t like you?! Ha, I was such a wuss growing up.
You’ll be pleased to know I have since grown up and grown a thicker skin when it comes to people liking me or not. But anyway, getting back to the point of this post. There is one girl on my course at uni, who doesn’t like me. Don’t ask me why, I don’t think I’ve even spoken to her by choice before, unless its been in group settings. The vibe she gives off is that she doesn’t like me. No reason whatsoever. And you know what? I don’t like her either. I think I actually came to this conclusion just before I began my last final of this semester. Continue reading