I have a lot of pet peeves, and I guess I’ve decided to write about that right now because I just experienced one of them. See, I’m in Creative Writing right now, and one of my pet peeves is when she gives us a story/journal starter, and it’s stupid. Like today: I’ve given myself a name I can’t pronounce.Like, what am I supposed to do with that? Yeah, I know that there are a lot of things you can do, but I don’t feel like going anywhere with that, thanks.So instead I’m going to list my pet peeves, just because I feel like it.

1. I hate sleeping in a bed that hasn’t been made. It bothers me to no end. Unless I’ve stayed in my pajamas all day; in that case, I’m fine with it being unmade.
2. Staying in my pajamas all day. I hate that.
3. Having a messy room in the morning and coming home after school to find it still messy. I don’t know why, but I always expect it to go through some sort of transformation when I’m gone.
4. When my brother doesn’t flush the toilet. It’s so easy to do.
5. When people post about how their bf is going to regret breaking up with them because they’re “sexy, and hey everyone, now I’m single, he made such a mistake, come show me the love I deserve, and be my baby” on their FB wall. I really don’t think the boy is going to regret breaking up with you more than he’s going to count his blessings that he got out of the relationship when he did.
6. Itches I can’t scratch. Damn, I hate that.
7. When I’m writing something and I’m on a roll and someone tells me to stop. No.
8. I hate odd numbers. I hate towels. I hate throwing up. I hate mushrooms. I hate feet.
9. I hate the fact that I have OCD instead of something awesomely cool like synesthesia, which means “crossing over of senses”, which basically means that you can see sounds. Like, if I closed a door, you would see swirls of red, or if I played a rock song, you would see a bunch of different colors for every different note, which is so cool! You can learn instruments better with it, too. There are other types, also. They’re just, like, all pretty freaking cool basically.
10. I hate when… ugh I just hate a lot of things. Shit. I need to end this now. My teacher’s staring at me. I hate that.