Repetetive Commercials

I understand how good they are for businesses, but I don’t think any of us need to see the Goldfish commercials to the point of violent vomiting.

Figs

I don’t hate the fruit, just the name. Fig… Sounds so suspicious.

Wuthering Heights

I just started to read it and it’s boring. Why, Wuthering Heights, why can’t you just grab my attention?

Cold Beds

Why must my bed be cold when I get into it? It takes me ten minutes to warm it up!

Nasty People

I don’t get why people bully others over how they look. I used to sometimes join my friends on picking on other kids because they smell, or because they’re not popular or because they’re ginger ect, but one day someone took the Mick out of me, I looked in the mirror and it just clicked, I realised how those other people felt. Now if my friends pick on someone, I shout at them and help the person being picked on. People, it’s not nice! Everyone has something wrong with them, you bullies aren’t perfect either!

Gangs

I hate that people in a “pack” are so nasty if you walk past, but if you see them alone, they’re all nice and shy! You people are just showing off in front of your friends.

Boredom In Summer

It’s summer. I’m supposed to be hanging with friends staying up late, swimming, and always having fun. But I end up being so bored that I have nothing to do but complain about it. Summer boredom sucks!

I Hate Cancer

I’m a 12 year old cancer patient. I have gone through chemo treatments I don’t know how many times. I’m an experiment, in my eyes. I have a tumor the size of a baseball. I go through treatment to help other cancer patients. I know I’m not going to live, even though everybody says I will. I’m scared, sad and proud. Because I know that all the pain I’m going through will save another little kid’s life. Thank you for all the support of my family. I love you forever.

Starting School So Early

In my district we start in early August and get out late May. It’s only 10 weeks. What happened to 104 days of summer vacation?

My “British” Friend

I have a friend who has several relatives who are British. She has never lived in Britain and was born in America. Despite this, if I write “color” instead of “colour,” or “favorite” instead of “favourite,” she insists I’ve spelled it wrong, even though it’s the American spelling and how I’m supposed to spell it. She also chastises me for saying “Ma” or “Mom,” and becomes absolutely livid when I explain that I just simply wasn’t raised to call my mother “Mum!”

She also constantly rants about how awful America is. She never shuts up about it! Sure, I agree with some of her points, but after a while she just starts listing stereotypes and it gets plain offensive.

I love her to death, but her “Britishness” makes me want to throttle her.