Love Coming From Jess!

Usually, I'm complaining about something that pisses me off, but not today!! I like looking at what other people hate; it gives me ideas for my posts. :) Maybe you'll like it too! :)

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Prove You're Not A Robot!

Are you kidding me with this?! This is why people don't post very many comments! Why the hell does it even matter if you're a robot?! If it was like once a day it'd be fine, but it's every freaking comment you write! Jesus Christ. . . I hate that shit!

Negative Nancy!

Get the f*** out. 

I hate negative people! They're annoying and stupid and just need to go die in a hole with their negative shit. When you're so excited about something and you tell someone like your sister and she's like, "that's freaking stupid." Are you kidding me?! You just pissed on my parade, bro. Or I'll be wearing something and someone's like, "what the hell are you wearing?!" and you just kind of think to yourself oh okay, I thought it looked fine but I guess not. . . I hate that shit!

Mornings >:[

Who likes mornings?! Not me! That's for damn sure! I just hate waking up. It's so freaking early and I have to get ready for school and actually attempt to look somewhat okay because then you get made fun of. -.- That's just a pain in the ass right off the bat. You're about to wash your face and you're too tired to check if the water is warm, so you just splash your face with freezing cold water. (That's just your fault right there for being a lazy-ass.) Sometimes you get lucky and your morning is actually good, until you can't find what to wear. OMG. Then you make a disaster in your room and your outfit still looks like crap; now all you think about for the rest of the day is the mess you're going to have to clean up when you get home. . . I hate that shit!

Boyfriends -.-

Stupid, silly, mean boyfriends! I hate it when you're trying really freaking hard to impress your boyfriend and they don't even notice.  Okay, you notice when I have a thong on, but you don't notice when I did my hair pretty for you? Then, they bust out with their smart-ass comments that are actually kind of rude NOT funny, and when you get sad about it, they get all mad; wtf?! After you basically dissed my entire life, I still have to be all lovey-dovey? Um, no! I also hate when your boyfriend is a liar. Most of the time when a girl says, "Oh, you were with your gramma last night? Really?", that means they already know where you ACTUALLY were and your girlfriend is about to put your ass on blast for lying to her. I could write a book about how dumb boyfriends can be; but not today, niggas! :)  "You can't live with them, you can't live without them!". . . I hate that shit!  

"SWAG!"

"Yo, nigga! I got swag, bitch!" Shut the *beep* up, stupid! I hate those kids that walk around like they own the freaking school! With their jeans at their knees. . . "Boyyy! Aint nobody wanna see your drawers! And I certainly DO NOT want to see your shit stains!" They walk around like they have a pooped diaper! Didn't anybody teach you how to dress? Oh wait, you're just trying to impress the "chicas". Then, they wear those shirts that say, "swag", which totally makes their stupidity better. Or when  they try to match their shoes with their shirts, and they look like a walking banana, barney, or something. . . I hate that shit!

Stupid Drivers! -.-

Dude. -.- C'mon! Stupid drivers piss me off! GET OFF THE ROAD IF YOU CAN'T DRIVE! Okay, look at this first picture, how the hell does that even happen?! You have to be completely gone to do this; I mean really? And every once in a while you're stuck behind those dumbasses that don't know where they're going; they kinda just turn, don't put on their blinker, slam on their brakes like they're learning how to drive. Jesus Christ, my gramma can drive better than you! Then, you have those douchebags that take up two parking spaces. Your car isn't that nice, dude. Luckily, my car is small, so I can still fit next to their car. . . super close! :) Or those jerks that park across two parking spaces. . . I hate that shit!