I hate when on Facebook I have pages that I “like,†and there’s a ton of them that show up on my newsfeed because they have something boring to say. I just wanna hear why my friends are up to! The only reason I “liked†these pages were because I like the topic! Not because I want to hear that Mighty Taco is selling sweatshirts.
Yeah, you’re doing your part to save the environment, but but do you think the environment is gonna help you when you hit a hummer at 45 MPH? No, it’s gonna spread your green body all down the highway. They don’t even have airbags, because that’s just more stuff they have to pick through to identify the body. Be smarter, drive a real car.
[Ed: Smart Cars do, in fact, have airbags.]
I hate it when you try really hard for something, are totally prepared, have practiced as hard as you can, and then for one reason or another, you fail. And no one seems to appreciate that it was one of those stupid flukes or fly-by-night mistakes that wouldn’t have happened if, say, you dropped your pencil one second later, or you didn’t shut your finger in the door an hour before. They are totally random, but everyone you try and tell that to rags on you about trying harder next time and being more prepared. I hate that!
I’m trying to have a conversation with you and some other people. When I start a story, don’t jump in five seconds after I start talking and say your story instead. It’s just annoying.
I hate having to pee when I’m laying down on the couch watching a movie with a blanket on me, all cozy and comfortable. Now I have to pull the blanket off of me, get up from the couch, walk to the bathroom, sit on the toilet, pee, etc., miss some of my movie, come back to the couch, rewind the movie, and sit back down. I know I sound lazy, but this is what I think of when I have to get up and don’t want to.
So uncomfortable! Why must it be like this? I go all day feeling like I peed my pants! It’s embarrassing.
I was waxing my eyebrow and I pulled off too much. Now, the outer half of my brow is missing. I know it’ll grow back eventually, but when? I wish I could just go back in time and not do it. Now I’ll be applying fake pencil to my brow so I won’t look confused all the time. I know it’s not a major problem in life, but it sure will be a pain!
You know, that one kid who’s always complaining and is a snitch and gloats nonstop.
My friend gave my number to her boyfriend and her sister. I actually know her boyfriend, but I don’t really like him. But her sister, I don’t even know her. And then once her sister called me eight times! And I don’t even know what she looks like. That just annoys me.
I hate them so much! “Guys… that’s so mean.†“Aww… I feel bad.†Seriously? You couldn’t care less. I always see you making fun of people with your friends. I don’t see you walking up to people that sit alone. You’re not a nice person if you just pretend to be. If you’re a bitch, act like one. Be yourself, girls! The real nice people are the ones that don’t say brag about their niceness. Their actions show people if they’re really a nice person. Words don’t prove a thing.