There’s a lot of things that are good in this world. But there’s also a lot of things that are terrible. And those are obvious. Today, let’s talk about the little things. To be more specific, all the little things I hate in this world.

A lot of people hate spiders. I’m one of those people. I can’t deal with spiders. I just can’t. They’re scary! The eight-legged, eight-eyed monsters had to come from deep inside the pits of hell–randomly crawling out of dark corners. Making sticky, invisible webs to trap their prey. And not to mention the fact that they have a sheesh ton of children. Probably trying to take over the world as we know it.

Now, while we’re on the subjects of spiders, let’s talk about webs. You know, those things that randomly appear in the middle of the night, stretching from your alarm clock to your bed post. One, that means there’s at least one spider in your room. And, two, that means, when you wake up and sit up, your face is going to get a mouthful of spider silk. I can’t write about this anymore. It’s giving me chills.

I also hate brushing my hair. It’s so annoying. Every morning, I wake up and, after I get a faceful of spider web, I get to go to the bathroom and spend ten minutes brushing my rat’s nest of hair. You might think I’m exaggerating, but I’m not. If I lie down for even five minutes, I’ll get up, and my hair will become a cloud of knots and tangles.

Speaking of my morning routine, I also hate mornings. I think everybody does, but still. It’s really hard to get up in the morning when you went to sleep three hours ago. Maybe I would like mornings more if I went to bed earlier. But I can thank homework for that.

Number five on my list is homework. I don’t hate school. I mean, it’s not my favorite thing in the world, but I don’t hate it. It’s not the same for homework. I have so many activities, that most days I don’t get home until 7:30. When just looking at the time, It’s not that bad. But after I get home, I still have to eat, shower, brush my teeth, let the dogs out, feed the dogs, and procrastinate. All of that takes me probably an hour and a half. Then it’s nine o’clock. And, instead of going to sleep, I get to do more school at home. Yay.

Next up, on a different note, we have people who wear high heels to theme parks. It’s just stupid. If you want to be comfortable, wear a pair of vans or nikes. I honestly don’t care. And if you’re going to wear you six inch stilettos, don’t complain that your feet hurt. That’s your fault, don’t bring me into it.
Let’s move on to number 7: I really, really, really do not appreciate coffee. Ok. I hate coffee. The smell gives me a headache and the taste–oh my god–who came up with that? It tastes like someone decided to put gasoline in a pot to boil and then added brown food coloring. How the hell do people like that? Now that I’ve said this, I’m sure I’ll feel different in about 3 years when I’m in college pulling all nighters and desperately need caffeine.