it's weird to know that somebody hates me. luckily, they're civil in public, but i'm not oblivious. they hate me, i get it. i just never thought it would bother me so much. maybe because it's over a misunderstanding. scratch that, several misunderstandings. from their point of view, i'd hate me, too. but they're not getting it right, not understanding how i actually feel, what i actually did (or didn't do). but back to the point, i didn't think it would make me feel so horrible. it just tears me down, wears me out. i want to fix it, but i've tried. and failed. miserably. so what do i do? ignore it, sure. i can continue to try that. confrontations are out, that never seems to work. how about i just tell myself everyday to ignore this distorted situation created inside their head and just live my life. i like that one. soon, i'll be able to not give a damn about anything.