Things That I Hate

Stupid Bugs

There’s a bee in my bathroom, so I opened the window for it to get out. It’s been five minutes and it’s still inside.

Not being able to dance

Today at school everyone was doing the stanky leg and other dances that I don’t even know, when me and my best friend were just standing there awkwardly…

Long Lines to the Toilet

I hate it when there are long lines to the bathroom, especially when it’s urgent and I’m about to wet myself. And I’ve noticed that there are painfully long lines to the ladies room, but there’s absolutely no one queuing up to enter the mens’. What gives? Hurry up ladies, I really need to pee here!

People Talking Down to Me

You aren’t any better than me. And if you would even bother to get to know me, you would see that I am actually pretty intelligent.

Girl Cliques

Do you really have to go around and bug everyone? Do you all have to swarm around one person to single them out? Lose the drama! One minute you’re calling each other sisters and the next minute you’re fighting and splitting into little groups, saying things like “they can all be our friends, but that’s too many best friends” Do you have to all sing at once and put on makeup every ten minutes? I don’t hate girls, I just hate swarms of them.

Girls Who Say They Can Get Someone Else to Beat You Up

I’m a girl, so I’m not being sexist. I can fight my own battles and have some good comebacks, but most of the trendy, fake girls need nail polish and a bodyguard. It’s true. I was at the pool just today and there were these two girls that claimed they were birth sisters, a blond with blue eyes and a brunette with brown eyes. They were around seven, and said they had another sister that was four days older than me, so I said, “well then I’m younger and quicker”. They told me I was wrong. Then I told them I could beat them up in a second and that I’m a blue belt in karate and that I play football with all the guys, plus I’m a swimmer that can break out of police handcuffs, which I got from my neighbor who is a former policeman, and I’m the toughest skateboarder on my block, and they said, “So? Our sister’s older than you by four whole months!” I laughed my head off. I said, “look, I can just stand here and beat you up, but you need to grab a pretend sister that you claim is older than me, but she could be weaker, if you were in trouble, you’d have to whip out your phone, where I could knock you out in run.” They left. They should toughen up if they want to talk like that.

When People Say “Haii!”

“Haii” is not a word. It’s much easier to just say “hi”! It’s not that hard. I’m sick of little girly girls saying stupid words like “haii” and “baii”. It’s so annoying! I really hate when people say “okaii” especially. Once again, much easier to say “ok” or “okay”. Also, “okaii” is pronounced “oak-eye”, not “oh-kay”. Just stop saying these, please!

Talking During a Movie

I hate people who go on and on about something during a movie. I hate people who turn to look at me every five seconds to make sure I’m watching. I hate it when they ask “did you see that?!” NO, I’M BLIND! Of course I saw it, you dimwit. I hate people who start explaining something to me or make unnecessary comments about the movie. Yes, I’m watching it, I know what’s going on. If I didn’t, I would ask you. Shut your yap.

Adults Who Can’t Admit They’re Wrong

These are the ones that say things like “I’m right because I’m an adult” and when proven wrong, they don’t admit defeat. I hate this. Age has nothing to do with it. Everyone is wrong once in a while. You’re not perfect just because you’re 40. You’re not right just because you’re twenty years older than me. In fact, this just proves how immature you are compared to me because I can at least admit that I’m wrong when I’m wrong.

Biased Parents

I know that practically every parent is biased towards their own children. But every once in a while I meet a parent who is ignorantly and blindly biased towards their kids. Such as when they claim that their kid excels in an area and are “the best” among all the other kids. In some cases, they might be the best. But speaking from personal experience, their kids suck at a certain area (for example: drawing), yet their parent insists that they’re the best in the art class when I can name about ten other kids who are way better than them in that same class. I know you love your kid, but c’mon, get real.