Controversy

Controversy rocks.

I love being able to give my opinion, and I love when people sound stupid trying to defend their own naive views.

I hate that I'm like that.

But it's the truth. I spent so long just nodding and being the nice quiet girl who drew swirls in her exercise book.

And now I'm the girl with the ferocity of a warrior in her eyes.

And for that I'm proud.

I hate that I believe that I'm the one who's right.

How can I be proud, and yet angry at the same time?