n.
something that is abhored; loathed.
People That Wear Thick Eyeliner Under Their Eye. Except when it's done right. Then it's fine. When it looks like the person had some kind of shaking disease when she put it on...that's a bit odd.
Not Being Able to Sneeze. The odd thing is that you get all the symptoms of after sneezing. Like the watery eyes and the funny feeling in your nose. Except you can't. Then you want to cry...I hate it. Hate it hate it.
Cutting Yourself When Your Shave. Because it won't stop bleeding! Then the soap hurts. *sniffle*
Ish. The person who came up with that word deserves to be shot. Repeatedly.
Rap. I just don't like it much. But lots of peopel do, so I'm still a minortiy. *sigh*.
When People Say Answers Out Loud Under Their Breath. Especially when they sit behind you. Maybe they don't know they're doing it. Maybe their subconscious and their conscious are the same thing. Maybe they're just retarded and they deserve to be on this list. It's worse when it's some answer to some question that someone asked, or when they're correcting a driver's ed test paper and saying "yes!" or "no!" whenever they get a problem right or wrong. Not that I'm naming names. I would, but I forgot his name.
Sunscreen. It's smelly. It makes you gross. It only lasts for as long as the SPF says. And the higher the SPF the goo-ier it is. I don't care. I have a lot of melonin in my skin. My body is a melonin mine. Bring on the skin cancer. As long as I stay un-sticky. Which brings me to my next topic...
Being Sticky. FIngers. Toes. Body. Whatever. It's not a pleasant feeing.
The Smell of Really Clean Bathrooms. It makes me wanna HURL! Throw your hands up and HURL! Doodahdooo dahdoo doooooo. The combination of Clorax and mold is disgusting. I hate it.
Sneezing Too Many Times in a Row. That whole superstitious about sneezing nine times in a row really freaks me out. I sneezed eight times onced and almost passed out.
Angsty Famous People. What do you need to be angsty about? You're rich. You're famous. You're probably outrageously attractive. Actors bug me a little bit. Singers but me a whole lot. When they sing about how much their life sucks and make that sad and painful look and wring their hands it makes me want to throw things. At them. Hard things. At them.
Looking Like a Tourist. You're so conspicuous. But you're not even the conspicuous when people are like, "sweet, look at how much they stand out." It's more like "oh my goodness, go back home. No one wants to see you." Then we start taking the pictures at places where you're not supposed to take pictures. And we carry so much stuff. And wear shorts. And sunglasses. I hate that. I refuse to wear a backpack or a fannypack and carry a bottle of water and a map. Agghhheerrr!
Complain-y People About Models. I understand that the world is full of different sized people, who all look different. And then there are the people who, in most everyone's eyes, look amazingly gorgeous. These people are models. Even if their body size is different from most of ours, they deserve their job. So, whenever I read those editorial secitions in the magazines about people complaining that they don't see enough models who look "real" I get mad. The models we have make the clothes, or whatever look good. Better than normal people. That's why they're MODELS. Yup.
Hate Websites. We know you don't like Avril Lavigne. We know you don't like Britney Spears. But why make an ENTIRE website devoted to it? I know this is sorta like it, but I'm only writing a short blurb. Plus, this is a page about me. How are you supposed to know me if you don't know what I don't like? So there. And I'm not trying to make you like it, or hate it either. Goodness. I know it's for entertainment and all, but. It annoys me. A lot.
Carrot Top. I don't really know him, so I can't say I don't like him. But he scares me. He's very very feminine. And he wears those tank tops with the giant arm-holes, which doesn't help him out very much. Then, as if to prove him masculinity, he surrounds himself with beautiful girls that all end up ditching him. I don't know what that proves, but it definetely makes me a little more scared.
Bratty Two Year Olds. Especially when their favorite word is no and they won't be bribed.
The Smell of Nature. I don't like it. It's mainly the feces and rotting stuff that does me in.
Internet Slang. Like lol. And TTYL. And Wuz^. What is that? The worst is saying kewl instead of cool. Same number of letters. All over the place. Crazy.