I hate those difficult days when I don’t sleep well and wake up with a horrible kink in my neck, when my hair wont style, when my makeup just won’t apply right, when I miss the bus, when I’m late to my classes, when my locker won’t open, when I get huge zits, when I get dumped, when I forgot to study for the test and finish my homework, when I feel sick, when my friends ignore me, when my parents take off all their stress on me. I hate bad days… they suck!
It feels awful—it’s very uncomfortable! Plus it’s so embarrassing when your stomach growls in class. Why, stomach, why? Can’t you growl another time? And not in front of my crush?
I have heart conditions, and my sister knows that. I get heart palpitations sometimes and easily get stressed. But my sister still yells at me about things that don’t matter (homework) and gets so mad I get heart palpitations that last for hours after she even gets mad. I was trying to help her with homework, and she got so mad at me I get afraid she’s going to hurt me. I wish she would understand me better and not be so harsh.
You have the entire day to do homework but not spend five minutes to take care of your pets? Get your head on straight.
Who wants to see a kitten that was abandoned die in the snow? How about litter of puppies and their mother struggle for survival in the cold weather? Maybe you’d like to see that teenage boy microwave his guinea pig? Everyday animals beat up or left to die. I hate the owners who make them suffer and anyone who disagrees with this post is a sick person.
Circuses are absolutely awful. The people who train the animals beat them and beat them to get them to do all those tricks. If any of you saw Water For Elephants, the guy August in it beats Rosie. I cried and cried, it’s so awful. I hope that one day circuses will be illegal and the people that run them, well, they deserve to rot in hell.
I hate how Mormon girls get married at, like, 19 and think their time is ticking…. Just stop it, you’re young! I also hate how they judge non-Mormons… So sick of this LDS junk.
I’m not talking physical, I’m talking verbal. My best friend and I are fighting and I’m torn up. I’ve felt horrible the whole day because I woke up to us fighting. I felt like such a loser all day because I would just randomly start crying. I wish things were the way they used to be.
I don’t even wear makeup! I’m allowed to, and my mom wants me to, but when a bunch of girls walk by with blush and eyeliner and crap on their face, I don’t even wanna think of makeup. I bet you’re the most beautiful girl in the whole world, but with all that makeup on your face nobody can even tell.
I had it on a second ago and now it’s gone. I look everywhere, even in the trash and I cannot find it. I look at school, I look at home… and it’s important, and I don’t know what to do, I don’t want to hurt the person who gave it to me. What if they notice, what do I do?