10 Things I Hate About... Life.

There are some things I need to get off my chest. So, here is a list of ten things I hate.

1) Bath bombs that take forever to dissolve.
Okay, so I found this adorable cupcake bath bomb in my closet and I thought "hey, I'm going to take a really nice relaxing bath and put this cute little cupcake in to make it special". Great idea, except I WAS IN THE BATH FOR 2 FREAKING HOURS and the bath bomb STILL hadn't dissolved. Eventually, I picked it up in my hands and crushed it into the bath tub. Cold baths are not fun my friends. I was so pruney, I looked like something you would find in an old woman's fridge.

2) Weak nails. I take a lot of pride in my nails. I spend a lot of money on nail polish, etc. and I like it when my nails look good. I like coming up with designs and I love it when people compliment me on my nails. It's a weird little habit of mine I guess. So when one of my nails breaks, it's a problem. My nails are long, if one breaks the whole hand just looks...stupid.
So, because my nail broke, I had to cut ALL my nails until they were short.
Now it looks like I have fat baby sausage fingers.

3) Rings that make your fingers green. What the hell? That's all I need to say about that.

4) People putting the wrong cd's in the wrong cases. Sometimes a girl just wants to play Sims, but I can't freaking do that when I open the case and Sims isn't there. Sims is like my chocolate - you don't mess with that. When I need Sims, I need it bad. How am I suppose to create a virtual fantasy world if I can't find the disc?!

5) Men in bars that squish you into corners. Back off buddy, I could smell your breath when you were 5 meters away - 5 inches isn't helping you get any of this. You looked cuter from farther away too, now I can see you're sweating and you've got your drunk eyes going on. As I said, back off. You ain't gettin' any of this.



6) This funky smell in my nose. It's from the stuff the oral surgeon put into my mouth for the dry sockets, but I'm getting really tired of this funky ass smell. Everything smells the same, and it smells bad. I'd even smell brocoli at this point.

7) Working out at the gym in a shirt that turns out to be too short. You know that moment when you're doing a sit up on an exercise ball and you look into the mirror infront of you? Well, it's an even worse moment when you look into the mirror and your stomach is showing, along with that roll you were hiding under your pants. Excusseee me, that's not what I want to be seeing thank you very much. I'm trying to get rid of that roll and having it infront of my face isn't making me any happier. Roll, roll, go away. Don't you dare come back another day.

8) Eating out of plastic bowls. Jenny Craig, I love you, I do, you're helping me lose a lot of weight, but I am sick and tired of eating out of those containers. Putting it on a plate doesn't help, because it just makes me focus on the fact that I need 3 times more food to make a proper meal. Fruit is yummy, but I'm sick of it now. I need to keep my mantra in my head- "nothing tastes as good as being skinny feels". I've lost 11 pounds now, I'm on my way!

9) I don't know what else I hate. Oh, yeah I do. Stupid secretaries who relay the wrong information. You dumbass, how are you working for a university when the closest you ever got to this school was a rejection letter? It's not hard to pass on information. Do it right, because you've really screwed me over this time. I hate you! You mean, mean person.

10) I hate cats. A lot.
Probably the most out of everything on this list. It should be obvious why, I won't even bother explaining.