pet hates - part 2

Just like my previous pet hate blog these two are slightly contradictory, but I understand what I mean so hopefully you will to.

1. hate on the internet: Iv'e read/ seen many comments and lots of people online slagging off and saying awful things about over people. It kind of makes me feel sick that people think it's ok to do things like this. I understand that when people post things online if it's a video or pictures or even their opinion they want people to respond. But this is not an excuse for some of the things people say, in the case iv'e seen recently this guy Jamie Ryan Dee is 'internet famous' for the webpage Tumblr ... anyway he posted a photo shoot online of him and someone else hanging around an old church which included leaning on an old gravestone. Even though he wrote that he had permission from the church and the graves were over 500 years old people still said some very serious responses. These include calling him a cunt and saying he should kill himself. How the fuck is that ? why the fuck? I don't understand how people can say these things to a 16 year old kid...  especially when the thing they're mad about is being respectful to the dead..... how is wanting someone to die respecting the dead? Pathetic. 

2. arrogance: I might have spoken about this before I can't really remember but it REALLY annoys me so here we go.... people who think they're better than other for no real reason is ridiculous. I read someone respond to a question pretty much shouting at the person who asked the question because they hadn't read his FAQ. How much must you love yourself that you assume everyone loves you enough to read a fat off paragraph about your fucking uninteresting life.  blah. dickheads.

3. One direction fans: I'm sorry but your fucking crazy, one direction are ok but WHY DO PEOPLE ON TWITTER JIZZ OVER THEM. Listen to some other fucking musicians please and get a life. 

pet hates

The other day I was reading the very lovely Grace's blog  http://braceletsandbangles.blogspot.com/ on pet hates and decided I would tell you all some of mine. 

I was looking at my stats and saw that someone had read my blog in America (thank you very much, how lovely) so thought I would explain that a pet hate is something small that really irritates you. Ova wise known in America as a pet peeve, (Michael Buckley taught me that.) Anyway I wont diverge any longer and begin to tell you some of the small things that grind my gears.

1. When people are late: I'm sorry but unless you have a valid reason I find it quite rude if you agree to meet someone somewhere and they arrive 15, 20 or 30 minutes late. There's no real excuse really I mean how difficult is it to get ready and meet someone somewhere? I can't think of anything I hate more than being ready to go out and just wondering around the house aimlessly waiting, Also the awkward sit down on the sofa I do when I'm waiting sort of watching t.v but to annoyed at someone lateness to pay attention. One specific time this occurred was when I had to get somewhere for a certain time and the person who wanted to  go with me turned up at my house to give me a lift when the time period to arrive was pretty much over. 

2. Being to early for something: I know this completely contradicts my first pet hate but there's something about being somewhere to early when it's not needed really annoys me. Everyone know's when a house party says be there at half 7 you don't turn up until at least an hour in when people have arrived and had a few drinks. My lovely friend Ash know's how much i dislike being early especially the time he turned up at 20 to 1 to go to class when it didn't start to 1.... no one wants to be waiting outside in the cold for 10 minutes.

3. People using/moving my stuff: I love my mum but this very much falls down to her. She likes to move my stuff (often very important things) to keep them safe and then forgets where she puts them. I know some of you will be like ''so selfish, I would love my mum to clean up after me'' I don't mind if she cleans my things but like moving to university has proven I will clean my room when needed, it may look like a mess to the naked untrained eye but I know where everything is.