I hate her. She’s childish, annoying, thinks she knows everything. Ugh. I hate her. She gets to my nerves. I’ve been ignoring her these days but it still doesn’t get to her. Every time I walk in, she’s just this fucking ray of sunshine who’s all over my face talking how happy her day was. Even though I look busy and been trying to show I’m not interested, she would just keep on talking. And I end up being an eager-beaver listener pretending to care. Oh please, we’re not even friends!