pet-peeve'SSSSS

To choose just one pet peeve to discuss would be like just eating one Pringle. It's practically impossible. I have far too many pet peeve's to just pick one, so I shall give you a list.

-People who are painfully stupid, like PAINFULLY stupid! Like saying that Pluto used to be a star that has now turned into a rock ...true story.

-When girls act differently around guys so that they fall for them ... it's fake and unnecessary.

-When things aren't symmetrical. I have OCD tendencies, and that's the thing that gets me the most.

-When guys have long finger nails ... trim those bad boys!

-Those 'Gangsta hats' ... the ones with the shinny sticker on them ... take that damn sticker off! you look like a tool and the doesn't even fit your head.

-Nickleback ... that is all.

-When people say "that's so gay" ... it is offensive regardless of weather you "mean" it or not.

-When people tell me I'm going to hell for not believing in God ... if I don't believe in God then I obviously don't believe in heaven or hell ... therefore your statement is mute.

-When people know they have a problem and still refuse to get help for it.

-COMIC SANS

-Ignorant Humans ... this world isn't ours to control and make the way we want, we're just lucky enough to be able to inhabit it.

-Being compared to my sister

-When girls are bitchy to one another for no reason (I wont lie and say that, I do this from time to time)

-When guys pants are placed beneath the butt cheek ... there's a thing called belts ... use them!

-When girls wear white see through shirts with neon bras underneath ... it's like your yelling "look at me i have boobs!" ... we all know you do,it's kind of a defining feature of being a female.

-When people fish for compliments ... if I'm going to compliment you, I will, on my own time, when i see it necessary.

... I'll be honest, I'll probably add more to this blog as time goes on.

We're going back

     As I wake up for school on this seemingly normal day I began my morning routine; get dressed, brush my hair, eat breakfast pack my bags and walk to school. The trip to school is a relatively short one, and I've taken it nearly a thousand times before. Just walk out my back yard through a couple soccer fields and bam, you're there, education station.
      I slung my backpack over my shoulders and walk out the front door of my house. The sun is bright in my eyes as a gaze into the sky I see there isn't a single cloud floating above. I make my way to the back yard. The grass is still dewy and my toes begin to chill. I keep walking as I breath in the fresh spring morning air.
     As I walk I stare down at my feet thinking 'heel to toes, heel to toes, heel to toes" this goes on for a while until I finally look up and see the school building getting closer, I can see my friends and as they wave at me to flag me down I start walking faster towards them. They start laughing about something, I speed up so that I can try to catch the joke. I lose track of my heels and toes and as I feel I'm losing myself I start stumbling to the ground.
     I shut my eyes and inhale one huge breath. I notice that's something that people do when ever the sensation of falling occurs. You take what could be your one last deep breath before it all ends. More times then not though you find yourself just hitting the ground with a thump and realizing how much of a fool you've made yourself. In the back of your head you kind of wishing that, that was your final breath. At least then you wouldn't have to live with the embarrassment.
    I just hit the ground, no last breath for me. The joke I was once speeding up to catch has now caught me. I'm the butt of their laughter now. I don't mind so much really, life is all about falling and getting yourself back up again. I take every fall, stumble, trip and even push as a life experience. you learn something from every one of them.

Bricks

So, you know this whole blogging thing is going to go well when the first thing you Google once in class is "what are good blog topics" and then after reading through hundreds of them decideding to write about the first thing you see.

Now to be honest, I didn't actually pick the first thing I saw. it was a cellphone that first caught my eye. I quickly realized I could write about a number of things such as, the teenage obsession with keeping in contact with everyone at all  times regardless of where you are, or how they may give you cancer or I could just weigh the pros and cons of them etc etc etc

But no, the next thing I saw was this huge brick wall staring down at me and I thought that would be much more interesting to talk about!!

See, when I think of bricks I get this nostalgic feeling from back when I was a young lass outside at recess and I'd be alone staring at the big red brick wall that was towering over me. I'd run my fingers down the creases inbetween the bricks where the mortar had been laid and i'd follow it towards the ground, trying to find the most indirect rout to the bottom. or I'd take the most direct rout, timing myself everytime so that could beat my preveous record .... I sound like a lonely child don't I? ... I'm fine with that.