ANNOYANCES

There are many things that just tick me off. Things that people do and say at times just have a way of sending me over the edge. It is sometimes hard to understand why people do what they do and then think that it is okay. A lot of people are good at standing up for themselves whenever people do something to make them angry. They can cuss, scream, and argue until things are worked out and justice is served. Me, on the other hand, I am a pushover. Even when I’m so angry that I think I might explode, I let people get away with what they do because I hate confronting them and making them even more upset. When I do end up confronting them, I am always super nice and relaxed about it, which almost always makes it worse because the problem hardly ever ceases. Yep, life sure is full of those little annoyances that have the capability to drive you crazy. The best place to realize these annoyances? College!
It drives me insane whenever people can’t take care of themselves, especially here at college. If you don’t know how to live with people, don’t live with them. Don’t leave your stuff everywhere if you know your roommate hates it. Don’t listen to people’s conversations that they are having in the other room and then comment on them. It makes people feel rather uncomfortable when they come out of their room after a phone conversation and the first thing they hear from you is “Oh, you’re going with Amy to Dairy Queen? I’m coming”.
Which brings me to my next point in this ongoing list: don’t invite yourself everywhere; when you invite yourself everywhere, it makes people not want to invite you anywhere. Don’t tell your roommates all the details of your…womanhood. Yes, we are all girls, but that business is more of a private matter. Don’t laugh obnoxiously at Saturday Night Live at 2 a.m. whenever everyone is trying to sleep. I know you cannot help how you laugh, but dear God, please, keep it down. Don’t ask for everyone else’s food if you are not willing to share your own. I’m not a greedy person, but I’m not just going to feed you for the rest of my life either.
Don’t bring over creepy random guys with greasy hair that you just met that night at the Loft to spend the night on the couch. It alarms us a little bit when we come home to guys we don’t know snoozing on our couch while you are shut away in your room on the computer. It also might be a good idea to not bring over friends that steal. Especially when you learned how they stole firsthand, by you missing 60 dollars. Why should I have to hide my money in my own room? One last thing…please, please, PLEASE, for the love of all that is holy, do no leave your puke sitting in a bucket on your bed for hours. When I walk in at midnight and find this bucket from 3 p.m. sitting there with all the contents still intact, it makes me want to kill someone.
You know, after dealing with all of that, you would think that we would hate that roommate. We don’t, or at least, we didn’t. I was still dedicated to being nice to her. She, on the other hand, decided to play a game of teeter-totter with us and go from being nice to being really mean. That’s another thing that really gets under my skin is when people take advantage of nice people. Whenever they know that they can get away with anything because that particular person is just so nice that you know they will get over everything with time. I have always been the person taken advantage of. I was always the person people would ditch when they had better plans, and I was always the friend to not get angry whenever this happened. People are constantly taking their anger out on me because they know that I will deal with it. Particularly, with one of my old roommates, I have this problem. All four of us dealt with a lot, and to be honest, she did not deserve people to be nice to her.