...THAT DRIVES ME INSANE

Because I am in a super bad mood right now, I am going to give you all a blog about all the miniscule things that I avidly hate. Right now I have my period, I'm getting sick, I'm sore all over, I hit my head, I want alone time (which I never get here), and someone just got on my nerves. So in the spirit of all that ugly hate, a blog post about random things that I hate in no particular order.

GUM-CHEWERS

You might as well be rolling a giant piece of meat in your mouth, because thats the kind of effect it gives me. I rarely ever chew gum because I don't want to become that which I hate, and that is a loud-gum-popping-can't-chew-with-their-mouth-closed-annoying-person. I always get stuck to this person on the bus, or in class, or its the person I happen to be hanging out with at that particular moment. This is one of my pet peeves, and its worse when they're chewing it right in your ear. For me it brings this anger bubbling up into my body, I just can't take it. Which also might have something to do with the fact that I can't chew gum for longer then ten minutes before feeling like I want to throw up, so maybe I am secretly jealous. All I know is the other day in class I was stuck next to a girl who was a nasty combination between the gum-chewer and the whisperer (who will be coming up in this blog shortly). I almost decked this chick.

SNOW

You know you've become an adult when this symbol of childhood and innocence starts becoming something that you smite when you get the chance. But I'm not bitter (okay I AM), I use to love snow. That is until SNOWMAGGEDON 2008 right before I left for France and I didn't get to see my family or my friends at all. Now whenever it snows here in Grenoble, I find myself sneering at the snow gods, only remembering how horrible it was to be trapped in my Seattle Apartment for a week and a half. There are few moments in my life where I have been so stur-crazy that I had to leave where ever I was, and in those circumstances, it was usually pretty easy for me to leave. But around the time when my roommate had to pretty much tackle me to the ground because I wanted to get out of Seattle so badly and it was too dangerous to drive, I realized my love for snow was as icy as the winter itself (omg what an awesome metaphor).

ARIZONA

I'm sixteen, and my father wants to take us on a family vacation because we have never had one, and I soon learned why. Its because my mother is an airhead, my father is equally airhead-y and a control freak, and I cannot live for an extended period of time without a large body of water. This is Arizona, where there is nothing but desert, and desert, and rich people who for some strange reason like the desert. Now I'm sure a lot of awesome things have come from Arizona, I just can't think of any right now and I'm fairly sure nothing will come to me later. The only good thing was that I had a pool, filled with six year olds, but no big deal. 

SELF HELP BOOKS

Most likely written by some crazy religious fanatic or Dr. Phil, this is the perfect thing for someone who has absolutely no control over their lives. Now I'm sure there are some good self help books out there, but my personal hate spawned from a specific experience when - during a really hard time of my life - someone who was supposed to be my friend (but had effectively "ditched" me because she couldn't handle my hard time), met with me just to give me a self help book. I was insulted, I was furious, I was laughing. The situation ended with my mouth hanging open and my firm choice then and there to never read a self help book. I still have that book, although I have never opened it. 

THE WHISPER-ER

This is right up there with gum chewing for me. And for those of you stalkers, yes this is just what that girl in class next to me was doing in correlation with her awful gum chewing. Whenever I am in a room that is quiet, the last thing I want to hear is the buzzing of whispers in the back of the room. We get a lot of these in our language labs, that person who just can't seem to type out a sentence in French or read a French word without whispering it to themselves. Combine that with the gum chewer like I had in my last class and you have a world class horrifying-Kat moment. I had to put on my headphones and crank out my itunes to drown this chick out, but of course nothing could drown out that horrid combination of sounds.

STRONG PERFUME

Now I know that this one is because I have a really sensitive sense of smell. When I smell a woman wearing really strong perfume, my nose scrunches up and I get the sense that I am about to up-chuck. I also have a wonderful habit of sitting next to these folks, and maybe if I'm lucky they are gum chewing whisperers too. All I know is that I am always super afraid when I go to buy/put on perfume since I secretly fear that I'll - once again - become that which I hate.

CHALK

I don't really understand this one either. But I think it has something to do with the gritty feeling it has on your hands, especially when it gets under your nails. I don't really have too much to say about this one, since I don't really see chalk used anymore except for on sidewalks and old classrooms. But I've heard they now have glow-in-the-dark chalks and bubble chalk, but I don't know how the latter one works.