My Pet Peeves

So after reading a friend's pet peeves, I decided to make one of my own. She said that mine would be longer and meaner. I don’t know about longer, I don’t know about meaner, but I’m definitely gonna try to make this interesting.

• People who put their shoes on my bed. You’ve been walking around on God knows what and put your shoes where I sleep. Get the... fuck outta here.
  
  

  The sound of styrofoam rubbing against each other.
  
  

  Bitches who wanna talk shit via Honesty box and currently Formspring but don’t have the balls to identify themselves. If you wanna be a real woman or man, come from out the shadows. All that anonymous talk is for the birds. Grow some balls and say it to my face.
  
  

  HP laptops
  
  

  The Mexicans who keep running by my apartment making it feel like a 6.8 on the Richter scale.
  
  

  People who don’t mind their business.
  
  

  Parents who don’t know how to raise their kids. Yes…you are raising the spawn of Satan. SPANK your kids…they’ll cry now and thank you later.
  
  

  The 405 freeway
  
  

  Inglewood police
  
  

  LAPD
  
  

  Police in general
  
  

  The Ladera Center on the weekend
  
  

  The fact that the Friday’s at the Ladera Center really believes it’s a club but closes at midnight. Velvet ropes…seriously?
  
  

  The cold that my second and third graders gave me.
  
  

  People who complain about your cleaning but don’t clean themselves.
  
  

  Heater vents that allow for sound to easily be transmitted.
  
  

  People claim they act like adults but have yet to show that they are.
  
  

  Nosy people who are all up and through your shit but YOU don’t kick it in the sandbox with them. Like how do you know what I have in my room and I didn't invite you in? How do you know I have a case of wine in my room? Hell…why are you in my room?
  
  

  People who go and tell your business to everyone but won’t say it to your face
  
  

  How Oprah is on the cover of EVERY issue of her magazine.
  
  

  Comedians who aren’t funny.
  
  

  How no matter how much you clean, it’s never good enough for your parents. (every Nigerian has experienced this…be real)
  
  

  Girls who use their sexuality as a crutch.
  
  

  Signs that say “Do not turn on Red”. Like why? No cars are coming…why can’t I go?
  
  

  How UCLA was forever under construction throughout my entire 4 years
  
  

  Policy makers at UCLA
  
  

  The racism amongst the UC system
  
  

  The fact that Justin Bieber is my guilty pleasure [hangs head in shame]
  
  

  My vindictive mind. (it’s a blessing and a curse. If you have ever crossed me, I have fully planned how to carry out revenge. Luckily for you, I tend not to act on those thoughts…you’re welcome)
  
  

  Liars
  
  

  People who try to suck something out of a straw but there’s nothing left...throw the jamba juice away.
  
  

  Smelly people
  
  

  Ashy people…cocoa butter is your friend
  
  

  People who eat around you but don’t offer any…RUDENESS
  
  

  This bipolar California weather
  
  

  People who you don’t like that continue talking to you…bitch I don’t like you. Why are you talking to me?
  
  

  Rihanna
  
  

  BET not picking up The Game
  
  

  Network tv canceling all the black shows
  
  

  Bikers. C’mon…you’re impeding on traffic. Take the bus or walk.
  
  

  The way Mo’Nique yells on her show. Don’t get me wrong…she’s cool, just loud.
  
  

  The Barefoot and Yellowtail wine brands…just doesn’t taste right.
  
  

  People with ugly feet who wear sandals.
  
  

  Gas prices
  
  

  People who can’t drive
  
  

  People who follow you with the high beams on
  
  

  Not having a shot of tequila when I need it. [currently having a moment]
  
  

  People who bump into you and don’t apologize
  
  

  When my personal space get invaded…back, back and give me five feet people, five feet.
  
  

  Passive aggressive people. Say what you need to say and move on.
  
  

  Being home on the weekends…gotta get more money in my life.