Why do you have to JUDGE me?!

Yes it is indeed 2 freaking AM in the morning and instead of finishing my paper like a good girl, I'm going to blog. But my brain needs a little variety. So here's my anecdote for the day...

Today I was tired. Of course not nearly as tired as I'm going to be tomorrow, but tired all the same. It was probably in anticipation of how little sleep I'll be getting in the next 3 days. Wow, I ramble when it's late. Anywho, today, because I was tired, I decided to spice up my life by wearing my most comfy sweater. My most comfy sweater happens to be dark navy blue with a very large word printed across the front. Now you would think that my sweater said NAZI, COMMUNIST, or U of U FAN with all of the strange and sometimes dirty looks I receieved. Even people who are supposedly my friends gave me funny looks without actually addressing me about it. Curious yet? Well, it happens to be a sweater I purchased on my last vacation to Washington, where my bestie and I visited a little po-dunk town named FORKS! Yes people, I wore a sweater with FORKS stamped across the front, and was judged. Now I know not everyone in the world is a die-hard Twilight Fan (i'm really not a huge fan myself, but i like souvenirs), but do you really have to act that appalled over a fictional book? I mean seriously, I don't judge people when they wear Obama or Transformer shirts, so why you gotta be hatin? Honestly, I'm really not that offended if you judge me. I'm used to it, I expect it, my life would be dull without it. But I just find it funny that while you stood there judging me, I was secretly laughing on the inside.