Internet Backdraft Warning: contains profanity

Mood: rage. You'll see why below.

WHY DON'T YOU FREAKING ANAL-RETENTIVE D***WADS TELL ME WHY THE FUCK YOU HATE ME TO MY FUCKING FACE, ASSHOLES? IF YOU HATE ME THAT MUCH, YOU EITHER FUCKING DEAL WITH IT OR TELL THEM POLITELY OR MAYBE GIVE THEM A GOOD POUNDING DISCREETLY blah blah blah.

OK, I get the Linda Wu backdraft. Supercilious, maybe. Clingy, definitely.
But what I don't get is why the hell people (read: most other boys who aren't friends of other girls) hate me so much. Surely I'm not that bad?
No seriously. Why the **** is dancing with me so bad that you either a) dance with some other boy or b) mention me in a blog post in a tone usually reserved for Linda Wu in some corners of the grade? You know who you are. You were both in the same PE super-class as me last Tuesday. Bâtards.
Oh look, I need a tag for angst. Maybe I have bipolar. Maybe I'm just a tsundere kuudere person with mood swings (and accompanying mood whiplash).
But anyway. The Love "Meme" is highly recommended to make someone feel all fuzzy inside. You can find it here. So, at least the backdraft isn't universal.