Pet Peeves

One: nuclear. Sound out the word. Nu-cle-ar. It is, in fact, not nuCULar. I really am not one to freak out about how people pronounce words, but this one gets me. Especially when people take it further. Like nuculous. That is not a word! Type it in your computer and see the little red line. Not a word! 

Two: pruny skin. Ew. And what's worse is when you go on a water ride at an amusement park or whatnot and your socks&shoes are wet. Yuck. WET, CONFINED FEET. EW.  

Three: cussing. Um, do you really feel the need to use this word every thirty seconds? To me, this kind of person uses such words because his vocabulary is SO limited that he just can't come up with a more intelligent sentence. Cuss words make me cringe.  

Four: overprotective parents, but I already did my shpeel on that.

 Five: PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT ON TIME. Punctuality is attractive, people. Not to mention the fact that it's respectful. and kind. and considerate. If you are always late, you are by extension being disrespectful and rude. JUST IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW. 

Six: when you go to somebody's house, use their bathroom, and THERE'S NO HAND TOWEL. What am I supposed to do with my wet hands? Wipe them on my face? UGH. 

Now, the ultimate pet peeve! *dun dun dun* PEOPLE MAKING UP CRAP THAT IS NOT TRUE. Why do you feel the need to do that? It SO did not happen, half of us know it didn't happen, and the other half are too naive-for lack of a kinder word-to realize it didn't happen. 
I admit I lie. I gossip too. Everyone does, unless you're perfect, and you're not, so shut your mouth. But when you take gossip to a new level and somehow feel the need to create a huge BS lie about someone you barely know.. What? What is that? It's dumb. That's what it is. YOU'RE DUMB. 
The end. 

Overprotective Parents--what?

Okay, I have to start this out saying that I have great parents. I myself am not a parent of course, but I feel like since I've had lots of interaction with parents, including my own, I should have a fair say. 
I'm the youngest in my family. I have two older sisters. My parents aren't perfect, but no parents are. I do believe, though, that my parents have been really great raising us kids. 
Maybe as the youngest I have more freedom than my older sisters, but I think my parents have it figured out. I do have quite a bit of freedom, but they also trust me a lot, with good reason. They know I'm not out committing crimes or doing drugs or getting pregnant. I feel like I'm responsible and trustworthy and I get rewarded for it. I also have good friends. 
I totally get that some kids abuse their freedom and lose that trust and parents should crack down on them.
But what I don't get is when responsible, mature kids have almost no freedom. Your kid is trustworthy and doesn't get into things he shouldn't, but you want to make all his decisions? How does that make sense? Or if you let him make his own decisions and then punish him for the choice he makes. What is this? 
I think that in most cases, teenager/parent relationships can be summed up in one phrase: the more you push them, the harder they'll pull away. You can't constantly nag your kids to make the decision you would make, or they'll go completely against you one day and do something terrible. Simply give them your knowledge and advice, then let them make their own decisions. Choices and their consequences are a part of life-a part of learning how to live. So let them make their choices and they'll have their consequences. Be it good or bad, it'll be a learning experience. Don't you want your kids to learn? 
There's my two cents on the matter..

Zombies

I want to know who decided on zombies. Really, honestly. I know it didn't just come to the minds of millions of people at once and was just there. Someone came up with it, it was agreed on, and everyone just went with it. 
Personally I think it's kind of disgusting and weird. Not weird like the awkward bathroom hello, but a different kind of weird. I mean, who came up with the idea of zombies anyway? Some years ago, a sick, twisted person had a nightmare and told all his friends? 
Oh my swear, when I was a pretty young kid, I watched this episode of Medium I think and it was the freakiest thing ever. It scared me so bad. It was about zombies at this funeral home. So scary. 
But really I want to know who decided on it. To be honest I think a cat apocalypse would be kinda cool. Like, possessed cats. That would be pretty freaky, but not super gruesome, you know. Well, actually it could get gruesome, thinking about the shredding of rodents my cat does that we talked about earlier.. I think it would be much more fun to be a possessed cat than it would to be a zombie. I don't want to eat other people's brains, man. That's just gross. But I don't think I would mind biting other people.. No blood or anything, just a friendly nibble and they're on the possessed cat team. Not too friendly, cause this is an apocalypse, but you get the point. 

The Awkward Bathroom Hello

So, I guess I'll start with what's it all about..

I'd like to talk about the awkward bathroom hello. Don't act like I'm crazy, cause I know you've all gone through it. Like, you walk into the bathroom and someone you don't know makes eye contact with you, so you smile or say hi or whatnot, and it's just weird. And it's even worse if it's someone you know! You're walking in there, you've got one mission, and they're like, "Hey!" In your mind, you're thinking, 'Crap, intercepted..' I mean, you had one mission. So whilst maintaining conversation with this person, you're slowly creeping to the stall, then you go in.. and they keep on talking! So you're in there, peeing, they're asking you questions, and you're wondering if you should keep up the conversation. Either way it's awkward though.. Let's look at it from a third person's perspective.
So, I'm this third person and I walk into the bathroom, and there's people keeping up a friendly conversation while doing their thing. How weird is that?
It's like when you're at the dentist and he's asking you questions.. Am I supposed to answer him? Really. If I answer, he probably won't even be able to understand me, and I'll probably end up licking him or biting him or something. On the other hand, if you don't answer him, you just left him hanging. Maybe I should ask a dentist. "Would you rather be left hanging or not be able to understand me?"

Maybe bathrooms and dentist offices are just awkward places, no matter how you spin it. Public bathrooms, guys.. I dunno.