Pet Peevies. You know, the things that urk you (erk? irk?) deep in the belly. They make you cringe. They may be big, they may be small, but they bug the bugs outta you. I'm going to tell you all the pet peeves in my life, so you can see what a shallow, easily annoyed person I am. And then you'll realize that you agree with my peeves and you are just as shallow. You. You are shallower than the little ocean that couldn't. He. He was just a half-inch-deep flood. Not even big enough to call off school. What? oh. oh yeah. Pet peeves.........
-Lie. You lie to me, you die to me. Not really... but honestly? What is the gain? STOP LYING.
-This one is kinda super shallow, but when girls with super thick hair have their hair at one length, blunt, with no layers.
-wen ppl typ lyk diz n thinc it luks kewl wen rly u luk lky an unedumacated foo. juz cut it owt. sreously.
- When people say redundant things like OVER-EXAGGERATE. No. You OVERreact OR EXAGGAGERATE. You don't over-exaggerate. Golly. Pick one or the other.
-Me: Lindsay got her braces off!
Julie: Um duh! You didn't know that?
My thoughts: OBVIOUSLY I KNEW THAT. I JUST TOLD YOU!!!!!!!!
-When pretty girls complain about being ugly. Pesses me off. Or skinny girls complain about being fat. That makes anyone bigger than them feel maaaaasive. So to all yall pretty skinnies, stop.
- When peolple say "to be pacific" instead of "specific" or salary instead of celery. Oh, i didn't know you were an ocean who eats your income.
- Black and brown. Golden rule of fashion. Unless it's tan and black, no no no no no.
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