-Snow
-The snow outside my window.
-The snow on top of my car and under the wheels.
-Did I mention snow?
-Lines.
-Rudeness.
-When someone says "I couldn't really understand what you we're saying but okay..." Just ask me again, I know I talk fast. Sorry 'bout it.
-My sense of direction - or lack thereof. Thanks, Mom.
-When I go home for the holidays and I get asked about my dating life. How about we talk about my future career or how good the chip dip is?
-Thunderstorms (also my biggest fear).
-Being away from my sisters.
-Being away from Mom & Dad.
-Confrontation.
-Mornings.
-When TV shows I love go on a "mid-season break."
-Dishonesty.
-When I have things planned out down to the last minute and something unexpected happens, like my car breaking down or misplacing a key.
-When one of my favorite movies is on TV or one of my favorite songs is on the radio and I only hear/see the ending.
-Being told I'm on my phone too much. My future career is partially involving social media - please understand!
-When it's 2 p.m. and I lose motivation.
-When it's 3 a.m. and I have the urge to write a best-selling novel, paint a mural, organize my room, apply for jobs or teach myself how to knit but....it's 3 a.m.
-When I have a really good idea and forget it in the next five seconds.
-Bad grammar.
-Writing something and officially publishing it, only to find out I misused a word/misspelled something.
-Anyone/anything that hurts my friends or family.
-Voicemails.
-Having a conversation through text that would've been easier through a phone call.
-Mondays.
-That I don't dance anymore.
-Knowing I could probably think of a cooler/more entertaining list of things I hate, but not being able to think of anything good right now.
-Mustard.
Yes to literally everything on this list! Just yes.
ReplyDeleteThis is pretty hilarious. Good comic timing at the end with mustard.
ReplyDeleteI like mustard but I hate that we haven't figured out a way to get it off the sides of the jar easily. I end up throwing away more than a few dollops!
Wondering if dance will be an essay soon. It seems to be something you bring up naturally. Of course, we talked about the ballet/jazz dichotomy. Slowness/speed.
DW