fears- becoming fat one day, getting ebola
annoyances- when the macaroni is too cheesy, when the girls bathroom smells like fish, when people try talking to me when I have headphones in
accomplishments- getting out of bed on seminar mornings, eating my body weight in McChickens
confusions- why there is a 'd' when it's "fridge" but not when it's "refrigerator", if ebola broke out in Vegas would it stay in Vegas??
dreams- have a girl and name her "Male" pronounced "Molly" just so she'd hate me her whole life, hold a world record for amount of McDonald's pies consumed in an hour
idiosyncrasies- sleeping on top of my covers so I don't have to make my bed, color coating my closet
risks- go deep sea diving and take selfie with Mr. Krabs and Squidward
beloved possessions- paycheck, photo strips of me and bae
problems- always having to go tinkle at the worst times
An annoyance to me is when someone tries making conversation with me as if they don't see that I clearly have earbuds in and cannot hear a word of what they're saying. Then when I am unable to comprehend what they're communicating because I'm in my zone with Wiz's latest mixtape, they expect me to take the time to remove the headphones from my ear and miss my favorite part of the song as they must repeat themselves and tell me what is, most of the time, completely irrelevant to me and something I sadly do not care about. This is one of my biggest pet peeves because if I were actually in the mood to be communicating with anyone, I would not have gotten in my zone in my headphones in the first place. Literally as I was typing this one of my mom's friends randomly walked into my house without a knock and attempted at making conversation with me while I so clearly was not listening. I CANNOT/DO NOT WANT TO HEAR YOU
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