Most of the time it's the little things that get me. I don't care all that much about the big things. You tore up my homework? Oh well, I'll do it again next period. You crashed my boat? Oh well, let's go salvage it. But then all the little things get to me... You mention that you're doing something? It annoys the fricking hell outta me when you don't invite me. Even if I don't wanna go, why did you tell me about it if you're not gonna invite me? All it does is make me jealous as hell, and I'll be mad in my head for days. I won't ever mention it, I'm not like that. But I'll get back at you in more little ways. I'll buy candy when I'm hanging out with you and not offer you any (Ha! Take that!). I'll steal small pieces of your candy when you're not looking. Do you care? Probably not. But it makes me feel like you've gotten your comeuppance. So then what's your motivation to not do so? It annoys me. Seriously. And it makes me dislike you. If you know me, you know how annoying people work outwards from my shell. If you don't understand that, you don't know me enough, haven't known me long enough, or just aren't observant enough. Deal with it.