Intimacy
If you thought we were going to start this off light then you were very wrong my friend. Because, you see, intimacy is probably the one aspect of life that makes me the most uncomfortable. I’m a ferociously independent person, sometimes to a fault. The idea of anyone helping me with anything makes me want to gag. People tend to take it personally when I don’t accept their help, which to those people I wish I could apologize but to be frank I don’t really care if I hurt your feelings. Is that harsh? Probably. That's why it takes a certain type of person for me to truly get along with. I’m a rather ornery person who needs their space the majority of the time. To be honest, I despise intimacy. Or rather I hate expressing intimacy. PDA makes me cringe to the bone. Why do you need someone all over you to know that they love you? If you are secure with yourself and your relationship, then isn’t that enough?
Car washes
The sudsy soap trickling down the windows as the car is being power flushed makes my skin tingle with anxiety. I have to lock the car door to ensure that I won’t jump out in a moment of intense panic. I know that this fear is bigger than just a car wash. Whether it is a person, a place, a job; I hate anything that makes me feel stagnant. Losing control in any situation is a nightmare. I feel as if this is a pretty relatable feeling; except some people are capable of accepting their situation and are okay with having a ritualistic life. I am not one of those people. I like to live fast. Try to catch me, I dare you.
Tuition
Oh, tuition; the very reason why I have to work every day of my life and look at blisters on my feet from waitressing all hours of the day. Tuition: you bring so much stress to my life. I hate you. You keep going up; why can’t you just stay still? You are the one thing that I want to be stagnant. Right when I think I saved up enough to pay for fall tuition financial aid goes, oh olivia jokes on you, we raised tuition by a grand. Cool. I love it. But, hey I’m getting an education and that means the absolute world to me. I may complain, but I would never trade the opportunity for higher education for anything.
Cheese sticks
There is just something so unnatural about cheese sticks. My mom forced me to eat one when I was kid and let's just say I was traumatized for life. They are like rubber. Nobody should be ingesting rubber, especially not children. To be honest I don’t think it's even real cheese. I don’t what any kind of machinery forming and producing my food. Which I know this is pretty unrealistic seeing as it is 2017 and I am just waiting for the robots to take over. Of course I am kidding...or am I?
People with tongue piercings
Don’t misconstrue this as me judging you, because I’m not. But how do you eat? What happens when you bite your tongue? What made you want to get a tongue piercing? Honestly, I just have so many questions. Is it hard to lick ice cream? What about a lollipop? The logistics of the needles and the tongue and the pain just make me cringe on so many levels. So if you have tongue piercing, cheers to you.
Trump supporters
I was going to generalize and say republicans but then I thought, trump supporters are like a different breed not even comparable to the conventional republican party. What I kept saying throughout the 2016 election was that underlying Trump’s campaign was just pure, and simple hate. That's why I cried when Trump won because what does that say about the United States, that the majority of this country would vote for a sexist, ignorant, racist, billionaire pig who can’t seem to get that mop on his head figured out? I watched a video recently where women were saying why they voted for Mr. Trump, and the most popular answer was that he wasn’t a politician, he was an outsider. Girl. What?? That sounds about right, I want the person running my country to have absolutely no experience in politics. If you wanted someone that is considered an outsider there was always Bernie Sanders. Or was this not the true reason you voted for Trump? Think on it, if that's not too much to ask.
Boys
Sometimes I really have to stop and think, how do boys get away with the kind of shit that they pull? Please take notice that I said boys rather than men, there is a difference ladies. They are like hunters looking for their prey; they find the ones who are the weakest with no self confidence and then they pounce leaving these ladies worse off then they started. These boys then leave with no scars, no cares. And I’m sitting there like...how??? I almost admire them in a way, how can one human be that detached from reality and emotion? It really blows my mind. Maybe I am just an overly sensitive person, but based off what I’ve seen I’m going to stay single till I’m about 25 and just pray to god that the boys will then be men and more human.
People who don’t like to read.
I just wonder, what do you do in your free time? Watch TV? Socialize? Actually the better question is, what do you do to decompress? For me reading is a form of meditation. It brings me out of my, at times, chaotic world and brings me back down to earth. You have the luxury of getting inside someone else's head, world. I can’t imagine a world without reading...or music. As a matter of fact if you don’t love the act of listening or making music then I’m sorry I just can’t talk to you because honestly, I don’t think you’re human.
Cars with tinted windows
What are you doing in your car that is so bad that you are willing to pay extra money for people not to see? That what I want to know. Drugs? Prostitution? Or do you just want to look cool because you’re really insecure? All the options, but no answer. I feel like whenever I see someone with tinted windows I think they're either a drug lord or a pimp and then some peppy blonde chick with a chihuahua pops out of the car. Maybe I just don’t like not knowing. I’ve always been like that. I always like to know what going on so I know that I have complete control in whatever situation that I am in. Disregarding this, if you have tinted windows on your car we are going to have some serious trust issues my friend, that's just how it is.
