I hate it so much when somebody says something and then later on they say it again. Or sometimes I won’t answer verbally and they will repeat it until I say something. Chances are that I understood. If I didn’t, I would tell you.
This girl that used to be my friend won’t lay her eyes off of me. I haven’t talked to her in like three months, and she always stares at me. It scares me! She looks right into my eyes and I won’t look back, but it’s hard because I can feel that she is. Honestly, get a life and stop staring at me for fun. It’s not my fault you have no other friends to stare at.
Sure, you can look in the mirror and think, “wow, I’m really pretty. I like the way I look.†That is called confidence. But when you walk around telling everybody how you are outrageously hot and you can’t help getting hit on all the time because you’re sexy, that’s called idiocy.
I believe that you don’t need one hundred friends. Popularity is overrated. If you have at least one good friend I bet you can get through anything. I have a lot of friends but just one best friend and I’m okay. One good friend is enough.
Just stop spitting on the side of the road or anywhere else. It’s disgusting and not cool.
I hate it when parents never ever want to admit when they’re wrong. They always want to be right. Every time you prove them wrong, they won’t say “I’m sorryâ€â€”no, they say “I’m the parent, you’re the kid, I’m right, you’re wrong.â€
I am a very fashionable person, and it really ticks me off when someone who wears jeans and t-shirts every day tells me I wear weird clothes. I’m sorry, but skirts and dresses and leggings with tunics aren’t weird. It’s a little something called fashion. Have you ever heard of it? Because apparently your idea of it is a shirt that says “Aeropostale†on it with the same jeans everyday! It’s okay for casual days, but when you go to school, I feel like everyone should be dressed nicely. Not fancy, just… you know.
There is no point in having it when it’s going to be either hot or really cold!
She’s so annoying! I’m 17 years old and every time I want to go out with friends, she wants to know their names, numbers, etc. I am not a little kid! And every time my boyfriend comes over she has to watch us like a hawk! Can’t we get a little privacy? Whenever me and my boyfriend want to go out she tells me the same thing: “stop being a slut, don’t be such a slut, why are you such a slut?†Um, excuse me, I’m not a slut! He’s my boyfriend! She always badmouths him, telling me he only wants to use me for a while and will throw me away. If he did, then why are we still together, huh? I haven’t had a birthday party since I was 10, and yet she always blames me on the fact that she has no money. Hello, you haven’t even bought me anything in years! Honestly, I’m not exaggerating, she doesn’t buy me anything, only my 21 year old sister, who still lives at home with no job and spends all her time in church. She always tells me I’m ugly too. She tells me I won’t amount to anything looking how I look. All because she doesn’t like how I do my make up or dress in dark colors. God, I hate her!
First of all, it’s gross. Second of all, there’s so much blood. And third of all, whenever I pull out my teeth, afterwards my teeth feel weird. I would rather keep all of my baby teeth!