I hate how it’s summer and I still can’t stay up late or listen to music or go on my laptop. It’s summer and I have no school or anything to do tomorrow, so why does it matter when I go to bed? It’s 1 AM—so what? My being awake isn’t bothering anybody? I’m not even tired.
My best friend and I went to camp together and we stayed in dorm rooms. We had to be there at 8 and we had to wake up at 6:45. We were at volleyball camp, so all she had to do was go to the bathroom and put shirts, shorts and shoes on. I was done by 7 every morning and she wasn’t even done until 7:50. I hate how slow people can be. I realize I’m fast, but seriously? An hour for that? And we had to leave and pack up and she took forvever to put clothes back in her bag!
It looks so gross to eat and it ruins the juicy part of the peach.
I hate when people retaliate to something petty with a harsh response. Earlier, I read a certain post on here which I agreed with up until a certain point. Just because people gossip about you and don’t treat you nicely doesn’t give you the right to say that their lives are worthless or that they will never amount to anything. You don’t know what’s going on with them, something could be causing them to act like that. I can sympathize with you, but that gives you no right to be so cynical and hateful.
I hate finding undigested food in stool. It’s sickening to think that a whole meal has been sitting inside of you all this time.
I’m sitting in a toilet stall. I just had an emergency and didn’t have time to check for toilet paper. The stalls on both sides of me are filled with people I don’t know, so I can’t ask for toilet paper. Their is a line of about thirty six impatient people waiting for my stall, seven of which, coincidentally, are lawyers. What do I do?
My mom told me today to delete a certain Facebook comment I made on one of my friends’ statuses. Normally I wouldn’t have minded, but in order for her to have seen it, she would’ve had to physically look at my profile, which I hate. Seriously, do you need to look at my profile every day!? I’m not a baby anymore, I can take care of myself. I understand that you’re doing it for my well being, and in moderation it can be a good thing, but checking up on me all the time? Totally unnecessary.
I never really get sick, but the one time I did get sick I got a fever! Normally I wouldn’t be so mad, but I had to leave camp and my friends! Why do we get sick? (I’m not stupid—I know how we get sick but I want to know why.)
I know that the ocean is nice and everything but when you come to think of it, all the world’s sea life goes to the bathroom in the ocean. I’m not saying I don’t like the ocean, it’s just disgusting.
I really like her, but it’s like I’m not an option to be in a relationship with. Sure, we talk here and there, but it seems one-sided. If you’d at least give me a chance, I’m actually a pretty nice guy.