Everyone has one. PET PEEVES. I think I have more than the average John Smith. Joe, if you will.
Anyways, STORY TIME MY LOVELIES.
It hailed like heck today. If you don't know what hail is, it's just like Dippin' Dots from the Devil. They're freezing little shits that crash from the sky like rain, causing outbursts of mass panic.
Our school doesn't have a campus, but parking lots instead. Annoying. It starts to hail like mad while I'm on my way out of the secondary building. Annoying. I had to dip on my friend and I started to sprint like mad, in the middle of a flash flood. Puddles everywhere. My Sperry's? Soaked. Annoying.
Before I get to the main side, I nearly crashed into this girl. She looks like she could be an introverted upperclassman. Not sure on that, but she got me to explode. #Peeved to the MAX.
Why? She was walking on her damn tiptoes.
That is my ultimate HATRED. I'm sorry if you're a tiptoe walker, I'm triggered. Doesn't it make your calves HUGE? What. I get so shook. Shaken. Annoyed.
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Words in the Wind ༄ S/MB
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