Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Imperfections

Okay imperfections, whether it be a spot on a clear face or a hair raising scar on someones body, they aren't all bad. But the ones I am going to mention will be. I'm not saying I'm perfect far from it. I'm overweight, sarcastic, lazy and cerdiddly not the brightest bulb. But there are just some things that tick me off to the max.
Rudeness - to be blunt. Like my housemate for example she calls her parents for 3 hours at a time. (What the hell does she talk to her parents about for 3 Hours???) I can barely last on the phone for 10 - 15 minutes with my Mum. But that's not the wierd part. She isn't a quiet person. She is a geordie aswell (not dissing the geordies). She almost shouts down the phone to her parents. I can hear her upstairs in her room whilst I am downstairs having a fag. (Her room is at the front whilst I smoke out back). I can basically hear all her conversations and they are not thrilling at all. I go somewhere private to talk to my Mum or to anyone who happens to be calling me, as does our other housemate. Ah but not her, she thinks that because she needs to hear it everyone else should too. Even when they are quietly doing their work or watching something interesting on the telly she shouts over it. JUST LEAVE THE ROOM!
Materialistic - Okay I have a rather large dvd and book collection. And yes I sometimes brag, not because "oh look how much money I've spent" more like "bargain! Got it for a squid!" but someone I know is seriously materialistic. She is all about the UGGS and Toms. I don't have a problem with it. I sometimes buy converse but most of the time I just go to shoezone and get cheap versions. She will brag about her pandora bracelet and how much money her parents spent on her. Yeah I guess a little part of me is jealous. But most of it is just pissed off at how inconsiderate she is. She knows I come from a crappy place. Knows I live in a council house and my Mum had 3 jobs to keep us living okay. But she comes in and says oh they spent blah blah blah on me. The worst part is she thinks there is nothing wrong with acting this way. We had a conversation about worse off people and she said "I don't care. It's their own fault." I felt like snapping her tree trunk neck!
Sluts - not gonna beat around the bush (get it?) but I hate them. One of my housemates is a particularly nasty one. You consider sluts to be big boobed blondey girly girls right? Who have only an onch of waist and legs that last a mile. She isn't. I am taller than her! And I am a shortass! She isn't exacty slender either. I mean she has big boobs but I think it's fat not boob. She also has a fiance who she has cheated on many a time. I don't know how she gets away with it really. The worse part is she finds it amusing.
Barry Bullshits: In other words liars. Our housemate who left (thank whoever) was such a Barry about almost everything. (Oh I'm dating a secret millionaire) (Oh I had sex with Irish). It's annoying, I could kind of understand it if I gave a flying rats bottom about anything she talked about but no I don't. So it is just pathetic. Same with a housemate who is still with us. I doubt she has done half the stuff she's talked about. But for some reason she thinks it impresses us.
There are some cute imperfections though. Like my boyfriend Adam. He has a crooked nose. And he always complains about it, but I think it's cute. I have a lopsided smile that he thinks is really adorable. My friend Mandy is totally shy (She is the socially awkward one) but I find it intriguing. Some imperfections are amazing. But some we just don't need. Then again it makes life more interesting. It wouldn't be fun if everything was perfect. Yay for imperfections!!!
Catch you later dudes! (Y)

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