- The Dentist (duh)
- Writing thank-you cards- Seriously, where does this come from? No one actually likes doing it, but they do anyway. When you get one, it's like oh, that's nice then you throw it out of stuff it in a drawer or put it in your room where it eventually gets buried. You don't actually care. Besides, if we all were truly totally polite, we'd be writing thank-you cards for the thank-you cards we get, and then that person would write a thank-you card for that, and it would go on and on! It's a vicious cycle, people! Soon people would have to quit their jobs to write thank-you cards all the time! Is this really what you want?!?!!!? How polite is too polite? Does it make someone a worse person if they don't send thank-you cards? (Answer this carefully- I haven't sent a thank-you card in 8 years.)
- Sitting in the front row of the movie theater- Oh, sure, it seems fun, but you have to crane your neck the whole time!! (TEN THOUSAND YEARS GIVES YOU SUCH A CRICK IN THE NECK!! Great movie.) Once my mom and I went to the movie theater to see the Spice Girls. We sat in the front row and it felt like we were looking up their skirts! Believe me, the front row of the movie theater is not all it's cracked up to be.
- Health Class- Gross. Especially the CPR unit and the "talk." At least in fifth grade they sent the boys out of the room when we watched our video, and vice versa. Now we just watch them all together. *shudders* Like I really need to know what jock itch is. And the mannequins they give us for CPR are gross. They're like 15 years old and some of them don't have shirts. They're all girls. And did you know that if you do CPR on someone, you're supposed to take off their shirt (if it's too thick) and their bra (if they have one). It's creepy.
- Punishments- You know how teachers say stuff like "We don't like giving out just like you don't like getting them" and all that jerky? Well if you don't like it so much, why do you do it?
- Doing Sprints- Last year, at the end of the year, the gym teachers were running out of stuff for us to do. So they chose this game where, basically, they put us in teams on a baseball field, one team on each base, with a hula hoop and an equal number of balls for each team. You let people go one, two, a few, (whatever the gym teacher decides) at a time. They run to other teams hoops and steal a ball. They can not be blocked. Then they bring it back and wait for their turn all over again. Team with the most balls in their hoop at the end wins. Basic sprinting. Sprints are even worse than long runs because you can pace yourself. With sprints, you need endurance AND short bursts of energy. It's like you use up your energy and then come back for more. There's one major problem not taken into account in this game, though (besides all the running): ganging up. If a few teams gang up on one, that team is history! They never stood a chance! All that running for nothing! Surprisingly, the team everyone ganged up on always seemed to be MY team. Hmmmmm...
- Going to class after gym- You're sweating. You stink. Your jeans are feeling unbearably hot. You're leaving embarrassing pit marks on your shirt. You're face is all red. People sniff, scrunch up their noses. "Ew, what's that smell?" This makes your face turn redder (!!!!AINAMANIA!!!!). Now you have to learn stuff, too?
- Doing Bad Things to stuff that you don't own- Accidentally downloading a virus onto your mom's computer. Losing your best friend's favorite pen that she only lent to you because you promised not to lose it. Dropping your friend's phone in snow. The guilt is overwhelming.Guilt is the worst emotion. It's awful. That's why they call it feeling "bad". They don't call angry or sad feeling bad, they call it angry or sad. They call guilt feeling bad because it's the worst. Guilt is like a mixture of anger and sadness, but it's worse because you're angry at yourself. "Life is bad when there's no one to blame.
- Having Some One be mad at you and not knowing what you did- How can you fix a problem when you don't know what it is? It's impossible, and it just adds insult to injury, feeling guilty and ignorant. Last year some one told my best friend that I said she was anorexic. My friend was really mad, as she should have been, but I hadn't done anything. We still don't know who said that.
- Being With Some One who's crying- You feel bad, you want to help, but you don't know what's wrong. They don't want to talk, but what do you do? Just leave them alone, crying?
On a lighter note, here's the funny picture I missed last Sunday:
That is a real type of fish. Good posting and good night!
I really liked this one--all true especially about feeling BAD. However you are too young to remember the Spice Girls that was your sister, we just tell that story a lot...poetic license allowed.
ReplyDeleteThat was my mom signed in as me by the way.
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