Complainers
Really? You’re gonna sit there and complain about how you have to go on a month-long vacation to Florida? And now that you’re back, you complain that it’s too cold here.
Really? You’re gonna sit there and complain about how you have to go on a month-long vacation to Florida? And now that you’re back, you complain that it’s too cold here.
I know everyone loves winning and I’m no different. Except when I lose, I almost start crying and I always have to be the best and I always have to win. Even if I cheat, I still have to win. My friends are so much smarter than me. I feel bad because I feel like I am driving my best friend away because I always have to win and she does better than me in everything and always gets As.
I don’t want those cheesy toes in my face and I didn’t need to know you could wave at people with your little toe. People should just cut off their feet and hop everywhere! I hate feet!
In some bathrooms there are toilets so loud I have to run out of the bathroom when flushing.
I’m happy, then I’m sad, then I’m happy again, then I’m sad again. I must really piss people off when I’m getting these mood swings.
I like the lyrics and all, but I can’t stand the dance. Last night I was listening to it and started whipping my hair around. I did it for a long time and now my neck hurts terribly. I can’t look up or down without it hurting and I’m in so much pain. Never ever will I whip my hair again.
Why must you be so nice and then give me bad breath?
I hate projects that take four hours to write or make, then along comes your brother, the puppy, or juice, and it’s wrecked within seconds.
Today at our soccer game, I said good luck to a girl and she slapped me across the face.
My sister always leaves all the lights on in the house because she’s scared. She is almost 17. She will turn on the lights in the kitchen which is the farthest room from hers and then she’ll leave and go in her room and shut the door. I mean, how would you like it if someone turned you on and left?