On the fourth of July, I went out with some friends to have a good time. While I was out, my father discovered that my MySpace account was still open and he read through my messages. He discovered more than nine hundred messages between me and one of my best guy friends, talking about my secret relationship with my girlfriend and how I had been sneaking out to see her, as well as other things I’ve done. It turns out he also found some other very personal private blogs I’ve written as a diary and he now knows how I feel about living and how I think the religion I’ve grown up around isn’t relevant. He’s very Christian and hates homosexuality. I am now grounded for who knows how long and he gets to “monitor†my MySpace account when I get my computer back.
How dare you treat anybody like that? Especially a child. I have seen so many kids’ lives destroyed by their monstrous parents. When I was ten, my best friend was almost beaten to death by her drunk dad, right in front of me. It’s sick and cruel. But I hate pedophiles the most. They’re just disgusting, and their actions kill the children on the inside. For that, they should rot in hell.
For a while I thought I was just being pessimistic, but if you go on any site where people submit stories and visitors are able to vote, every one has at least ten down votes. It doesn’t matter if it’s unarguably the best possible story, or if you’re a horrible person for saying it’s not good enough, there are always people who vote it down. I think this is just stupid, and if you’re going to be a mean and depressing person then do it without sharing your misery with the rest of the world.
I hate it. Wouldn’t it be cool to just float around everywhere? One time I threw a pencil in the air in class and I got so frustrated when it came back down, I kept throwing it over and over and over again because I’d convinced myself that after a while it would defy gravity and float away. The guy next to me looked at me like I was crazy.
Don’t get me wrong, I love cats, just not the way they behave. As I’m writing this, my little runt cat is taking up my whole bed and I’m about to fall off. And whenever I clean the litter box, they sit there and watch me, and as soon as I’m done, they use it. I love them to death, but I hate the things they do.
I’m a teenager and am constantly bombarded with horrible “poetry†and “stories†from my idiot peers. The correct way to write something is to plan it out first, not spend all of your time writing a lengthy first five chapters only to abandon the whole project.
Secondly, length does not equate to talent. The Gift of the Magi is a thrilling tale that can be told in less than five minutes.
Thirdly, using “complex†words you found while attempting to memorize the Merriam-Webster Thesaurus does not necessarily mean you are intelligent. If you use the words incorrectly, you look like even more of a pretentious moron. Congratulations.
Teenagers, armed with cell phones, are reducing the value of true human interaction; “texting†has become a priority in their lives. Nothing is more irritating than seeing a teenager whip out their cell phone in the middle of a sombre or quiet event, such as a funeral, and text away about how “boring omg†this is.
Cell phones should only be given to those who need them (i.e. businessmen). Back in the day, teenagers had common sense and didn’t need mommy and daddy knowing exactly where they were at all times.
Slow down! I can’t understand a word you’re saying if you talk faster than I can run. Then they get annoyed when I ask them to repeat themselves. Talk slowly.
She used to be a nice, good girl a long time ago when Hannah Montana first came out. I liked her back then. She now has one season left of Hannah Montana and I hate her, because ever since she knew she only had one year left, she started to break away from Disney. In her music video for “Party In The USAâ€, she is wearing booty shorts. In the video for “Can’t Be Tamedâ€, she is wearing a leotard and wings.
Please, Miley, put some clothes on! You don’t look sexy like that! You’re showing more than we want to see! Please put something on that is comfortable and respectful to your fans. Younger people look up to you. I don’t think that you should wear inappropriate clothing.
I can’t believe her father would let her walk around with barely anything on. She’s only seventeen.