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New Year Resolutions

This year for my New Year's resolution I decided I wanted a little herb garden in my kitchen. I had it all planned out, and my mom vetoed it. So I decided I needed a new, last minute resolution. There are basically two obvious choices.One is get in shape and exercise more, and the other is to get organized.

Me. Exercise. Yeah. Not going to happen. I have a dance class, and it takes a whole day of ice cream and potato chips to recover! More exercise would be like asking me to never eat bacon again, and I will die before that happens. I love bacon. 

So I chose to be more organized through the process of elimination (Hey, I do use math outside of school! Just don't tell my teacher. He might start to think I enjoy math). I have this strange feeling of helplessness. My record for having a clean room is about 2 months. That was this summer, and it was only because I cleaned it before I went on vacation and then I wasn't home for more than two days at a time in that two month period.

While I gather the courage to go dig through my room (This might take a while) I figured I might as well start organizing the inner workings of my mind. LISTS!!! I'm not a huge fan of lists. Generally they involve things I have to clean before my mom gets home, and that is never fun. So I thought I might switch it up a bit. 

I now present to you......


THE LIST OF THINGS I REALLY HATE
  • Eating Spinach. Plain cooked spinach. When it's in stuff it is actually really good...
  • My dad's driving.
  • Stuffing. I mean seriously! Who decided to stuff soggy bread and spices up a turkey butt, cook it, and then actually eat it? Gross.
  • Anchovies. I've never actually tried them, but i'm sure I would hate them if I did.
  • Those girls who use cartwheels in all their choreography in my dance class. 1 or 2 would be okay...but every dance? Really? Seriously, go be a cheerleader. 
  • Wearing my glasses. I LOVE CONTACTS!!!
  • Creamy peanut butter. It's like glue for your mouth. I prefer crunchy!
  • Public transportation. Too many creepers. 
  • People who make out in the library. Stop that. 
  • Accidentally eating bubbles. I blame my brother for that one.
  • Automatic staplers. They scare me.
  • Justin Beiber. Or more accurately  how much people love him. I've never met him, so i cant really judge him, but I'm sure he would really hate me too.
  • The 'Wearing Leggings as Pants' trend. Stop it.
  • Gangsters. They always make me late to class because they never walk fast enough. Pull up your pants!
  • Bottled Water. It tastes like plastic.
  • Food from Sonic. It tastes like plastic. 
  • Hot dogs
  • Ketchup. The only point of buying ketchup, is so that you can mix it with mayonnaise.
  • Your Face. 
  • AP United States History. The homework is evil!
  • Certain teachers I will not name. I think you know who you are. 
  • Trying to do dishes with wet nail polish. My mom is cruel sometimes. (But I love her!)
  • Chess. The only reason I go to Chess Club is so that I don't have to sit in the snow.
  • Singing or playing the piano in front of others
  • When strangers come up and touch my hair
  • Mornings
  • Trying to get Photoshop to work for my art class. It hates me too.
  • Writing on my hands
  • Internet Explorer
  • School Computers
  • My computer (I use my dad's even though he banned me. Haha)
  • Mosquitoes 
  • Stepping on Legos
  • Math
  • Top Ramen with Cottage cheese and spicy mustard....Don't ask.
  • Video Games (I suck at Mario Kart)
  • When my MP3 player dies while I'm trying to ignore my dad
  • Blueberries. 
  • When people show up high to class. Seriously, go home. 
  • Gauges
  • My dad's music
  • Dentists
  • Cockroaches. They just WONT DIE!
  • Sports
  • Going to football games
  • Dieting. Ew.
  • When my basement floods right before Christmas
  • Not being able to walk to the Library whenever I want
  • Creepers
I'm sure there are more, I just cant remember right now. Whatever. 

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