Monday, April 02, 2007

Because I got bored at work as usual, I wrote an entry on my pet peeves.

Some may seem weird, while some of them may be yours too!

1.) Being Disturbed While Concentrating

In the rare occurrence that I am concentrating on something, I really hate to be disturbed at all. Unfortunately, the other student on attachment at my current workplace loves to do that. I get absolutely murderous when this happens, and luckily for the offending people, I am a pacifist. By disturbing me and asking me redundant questions like “Are you programming?” (No, I am press random keys on the keyboard that somehow look like programming to you), you are greatly disturbing my thought process and I hate that!

2.) Being Woken From My Slumber

Because I am so bad at organising my time, I already don’t have enough sleep. It would be a big, big favour to me if I were to be allowed to sleep as much as I want if time allows. Unfortunately, my mother likes to come into the room when it’s afternoon, probably on purpose to disturb me and wake me up. ): And the irony is that most mornings I am already forced up by that damn alarm. I think I am developing a phobia for alarms. ): I could set my previous phone models to wake me up with a nice Canon in D, but now, this beautiful but functionless LG Chocolate wakes me up with some alarm music I dislike. I lack sleep like how Britney lacks sanity nowadays.

3.) Whatever

Don’t ask me why, but I’ve never liked the word “whatever”. It stems from long, long ago and I just find it so cold and impersonal. ): So please, please try not to use it on me.

4.) The Lack Of Replies

I’m guilty of this myself, but I really dislike it when people don’t reply my short messages! I probably don’t message you things like “Haha, I saw this blah & blah chick at blah & blah”, or other redundant and useless crap no one wants to know. Even if you’re not interested in replying, it would be courteous to at least give me one reply and tell me to screw off or something, which is the least I’d do before not replying. I don’t think I am not worth anyone’s five cents?

5.) The Weather

Sadly, this is not something I can control. Recently, the weather has been really fudged up in a sense that whenever I need it to be sunny, like to play football or to go out, it rains. And when I am at work and indoors, the weather is beautifully sunny. Well, I really hate the weather. ): Why can’t it just rain at night so I can sleep better without my air-conditioner which is spoilt. ): The one who controls the weather is a really funny person.

[ jason ] | 8:33 pm |

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