Not Really Losing Things
When you spend ten minutes looking for something and it’s in your hand.
When you spend ten minutes looking for something and it’s in your hand.
I may not be gay, but I’m still offended when you bash them! So what if you don’t think they are born gay or not? What does that change? It’s how they are and if you think it’s a choice, you can say that, but please don’t bash them!
I’m on Winter Break right now, so I’ve been sleeping in until 11 lately. Everytime I come downstairs for breakfast I get some sort of snide remark about how late it is. It’s my break, I’m tired, so why am I expected to wake up at 6 like you? Just let me sleep!
It’s so awkward and annoying. It makes me think that the person is mad at me or something. I understand it’s just a text, but put some effort into it.
Okay so on Christmas I was at my friend’s house and a lot of people were there. Suddenly when I’m playing the Wii, this little boy comes up to me and commands me to give me the remote, so I say I will when I’m done. Then he kicks me in the knee! He calls his mom so I have to give it to him. Afterward I ask him if I can play. He says no, because he’s supposedly more special than anyone else (his words, not mine). At that point I hit the boy. Sure, I got into trouble, but if you were there you would have seen that it was totally worth it.
Why is everything so much more funny when you aren’t allowed to laugh?
My friend is like a stick. Shes petite and tiny. It drives me crazy when she says how fat she is. She is obviously more skinny then I am, so she must think i am a beached whale or something.
Why would you ruin such a good song? I hate it when I’m listening to Pandora or Jango radio and they play the crappy remixes of songs but they won’t play the real version. I don’t want to hear these stupid remixes, I want the real song!
They are all the same. They treat me like shit and then move on to another girl to do the exact same thing. I’m definitely going to be single for the rest of my life.
If you hate him, break up with him, don’t just complain about it!
I hate it. I always feel like I’m reminded of whatever it is. I hate how I can’t think of anything else except the thing I am dreading.
I’ve never missed a day of practice all season and you’re going to punish me for something I can’t control? Just calm down. I’ll be back on Monday.
When people spell “awkward” like “akward”.
I hate when I don’t know what I want for my birthday or for Christmas. Then when the holiday is over, there’s so many things I wish I had.
Why are you brushing your teeth in the classroom?
It really makes me sad when people are racist. We’re all human beings, why can’t we all just live in peace?
The occasional shower never hurts either.
Just come out!
It’s a great job and I don’t have it. I’d die to be a celeb!
I am seriously fed up right now! For me my social life is equally as important as revising, as friends are what get you through and are always there to help you along the way. But everyone is so obsessed with study! I know it’s important and I don’t want to get bad grades but I need breaks. It’s quality, not quantity, and if I’m slaving away for a long time I get distracted and lose focus! It’s not that I just don’t care, it’s that I physically and mentally can’t do any more as it’s too hard and all I want is to be happy instead of all this rubbish about how I’m gonna be a failure!
I hate getting gift cards! Then you’re stuck spending all your money at that one store, and a lot of the time, they get you a small gift card to a really expensive store so it’s useless anyway. I asked my mom to just get me money. She said she wouldn’t do that. Every year, my dad has given me money. This year he decided to get gift cards to Target, and didn’t bother to leave a message with it, or even write the amount. All my grandparents got me is gift cards. I was saving to get a cross trainer, but none of those stores have one for cheap. All I have is $20 in cash. Now I’m in my room, crying, because I’ll never get a cross trainer, and I’ll be fat forever. Also, I won’t make dance or cheerleading next year because I’m so fat.
It’s in the middle of your face and nobody likes theirs.
But no one hears me…
…awkward.
Seriously, can’t you see my headphones are on? Shut up. No offense, but I really don’t care.
Various times, I have been teased for being weird. One time, I wore this thin sliver of pink on my sock. Yes, this unnamed person teased me for doing that! “Oh, she’s turned to the girly side.” WHAT AN IDIOT. I’m not that weird anyway. Sure, I like Star Wars, dress kind of weird, and am not an idiot like you, but it doesn’t mean you need to discriminate.
Once you notice that someone’s overusing it, every “like” gets more and more annoying.
I know you see tons of posts on how girls have jerky boyfriends or how they can’t decide who they like. But this one’s different. I can’t find one decent guy to like. Even if I did, they wouldn’t like me. Guys don’t typically like me.
I’m making the effort to talk to you, but you won’t answer me. If I did something wrong, I want you to tell me. Ignoring me isn’t going to help anything.
I don’t know who got to decide that being six feet tall with a perfect body, huge boobs, perfect skin and plump lips was beautiful, but it’s not right. If you do look like that, you are beautiful. But if you don’t (and most girls don’t) you’re beautiful too. I don’t care what the media says, beauty doesn’t have a definition.
He didn’t even so much as text me on my sweet sixteen. I don’t really think that would have been too much to ask. He ignores all my texts, even the ones where I’ve tried to tell him that I’m about to have surgery. If he wants nothing to do with me then he needs to say so instead of just acting like I don’t exist and he needs to stop lying about getting the texts. If he isn’t getting them, he is the only one. Nobody else has had any problems getting my texts. Some people just shouldn’t have kids.
It’s okay if you’re alone, but when someone’s snoring and seven people are in the room, then it’s annoying. I HATE IT!
It always occurs when you’re right in the middle of something. The perfect idea. That million dollar invention or super cool idea for a book. So you tell yourself you gottta remember it and you’ll write it down when you’re done… and then barely forget what the idea was. Not like completely, but just barely, so you feel like if you sit down and think for a minute you’ll remember. But we all know you never remember exactly what it was. You can get lucky and be really close, but you know you still forgot something important.
I hate when people complain over stuff thats so dumb. “I hate my body!” Work out, and go change it. Or when people say stuff like “I hate my personality.” Go ahead and complain all you want, but if it’s possible, stop wasting time complaining and change it.
Just one tiny wrong turn and you can’t move your neck and it’s all stiff for the next 3 days.
I’m trying to do stuff with my friend and he already did all of his chores. He got showered and packed to come spend the night at my house. Then all of a sudden his mom’s like “no, you’re not going.” All of his chores were done and he had already packed and gotten ready. The best part is is that his mom didn’t even have to do anything. We were gonna pick him up and she still said no. He sat in his room for the rest of the night doing nothing and so did I.
Everybody gets those small zits that go away in a couple of days. But if you’re like me, then you get those big sore zits that sit a foot deep in your skin and never go away. It’s nearly impossible to pop them because you cant even touch them without being in pain. And they are so wide and deep that you can point out the large mass on your face from 10 feet away. When you see the zit it resembles something as large as a fetus developing under your skin. You poke at it and attempt to pop it but it’s pretty much superglued deep within. It’s so disgusting knowing that a huge pocket of pus is stuck deep in your skin spreading bacteria and there is nothing you can do about it. No face wash helps it go away no matter how much you scrub the oozy beast. If you’re a girl, makeup doesn’t even cover it up. And if you currently have one of these zits, like I do, I wish you the best of luck to get it to go away. Only time will tell.
It’s just really stressful. Plus my Spanish teacher expects us to finish a 250 question test, when we’ve probably only learned 50 or less things in that class. I know I’m going to fail.
It’s kind of like when you’re little and you say a swear word in front if your parents, completely unaware of what it means. I think we should get a list of words we aren’t allowed to say.
I really, really thought sparks were flying between us, but now I realize you just looking at my best friend. She likes you back too. Great.
I don’t actually hate them, but I hate being jealous of them. I wish I could look like them but I’ll always be ugly.
I hate when girls pretend to trip and fall just to have everyone laugh at her to get her attention. Or when she is being asked an question, she acts so stupid and says the completely wrong answer. It’s to get attention from the boys. Meanwhile all of the boys at our school are not good looking except one. But it doesn’t matter, just be yourself and maybe there’s a fifty/fifty chance someone will fall head over heels for you. It’s true.
I’m on a dance team and I have no one to talk to. It sucks because all the other girls are in there own little cliques and I’m stuck sitting by myself. It really sucks! I always dread going to practice because nobody talks to me.
I love him. I love him, I love him, I love him. I actually like Social Studies, because it means I get to be with him. He’s the sweetest, funniest, most beautiful person I’ve ever known. His smile is amazing because it makes his whole face light up. But I can’t have him because he doesn’t feel the same way.
I hate it. He farts in front of people, shows the blanket he stole from an airplane, sings Indian songs in the car, when he’s accusing my mother of being jealous of our food, etc.…
I had to clean my room last night and it took forever! I was so tired and I fell asleep in the middle of cleaning. Why can’t houses just clean themselves?
I’m a vegetarian. I don’t expect people to become vegetarian too, but I just wish they would respect my choice without always saying “you are an idiot!” or “why do you do it? It’s a stupid thing!” or “you will not change the world!” This makes me very tired because it’s over an year from when I became vegetarian and from that moment I’ve had to tolerate people who insult me and my choice nearly everyday.
I hate it when my freaking stupid “mom”ster hits me! It’s like those retarded adults think hitting someone is allowed! Didn’t they learn it in school? Or did they not go to school? They are stupid and need to go to elementry school again.
Why can’t I have soft, straight hair like those blonde white girls in my class? Instead I’m a Cuban girl with brown curly hair that you can’t brush unless it’s wet. Like seriously, c’mon— you could at least let me have straight hair. Or at least make it a little soft.
I don’t think “Infected Mushroom” is a good name for a band. You want people to listen to your music without puking after they read the name.
Those annoying little pricks that just make judgements about everything without having a valid argument.