My sister and I were boxing on our Wii, and she couldn’t punch me right. She blamed the nunchuck, but really she’s just spazzing and can’t do anything right. So she convinced me to switch nunchucks and remotes, and she still couldn’t do it. She wouldn’t admit that it’s really just her and the remotes work fine. She does this all the time and it’s so annoying!
Everyone is always yelling at me and cursing. One day, when I curse you out, you’ll be wondering where I learned it from.
I hate when people keep bugging me about what my race is. Just shut up. You’re racist, and I’m really no different than you. Aren’t we all human? In my opinion, we really shouldn’t be identified as race. We should all be identified as one thing: a person. I feel like an animal trying to be identified by biologists whenever someone asks me a question as effective as, “What’s your racial background?†Like the Bible states, “There is only one race—the human race.â€
So my brother comes into my room and asks to borrow my DVD player. But he doesn’t even ask if he can come in my room. But the really dumb thing is there’s a DVD player in the living room too. But no, he can’t use that one because he wants to watch a movie in his room. So what does he do? He goes and tells my mom and she makes me give it to him… WHILE I’M USING IT!
If a man slaps a woman, that’s violence. If a woman slaps a man, she gets away with it. If a parent slaps its child, that’s child abuse. If a child slaps its parent, the little rascal gets away with it. Don’t ask me how that works, I think that’s plain wrong.
I’m sorry, but seven year olds are a little too young to be walking around malls by themselves. What can they even buy besides candy?
Vegetarians save one hundred animals a year. Don’t hate us because we care about others. By the way, it has been proven that we live longer, so HA!
I like to text. Sometimes it is easier to text somebody then to talk to them in person. What I don’t like about it is people don’t know when to stop. My neighbor texts the entire time when I’m at her house, to the point where she will pause the TV to answer a text, and it drives me nuts. Get off the phone every once in a while and do something else. Unless you don’t see that friend very often—but if you do, you will most likely see them at school or work or whatever and you can talk to them in person.
You know the diapers that look like jeans? First of all they would be ruined anyway, and babies don’t care about style.
I hate bullies. They are the worst kind of people. They find pleasure in making other people suffer by filling their lives with pain and misery. The are disgusting human beings. The only thing a bully deserves is to go to hell.