Via Harold
Three things that bother me but shouldn't:
1. My roommate Joe's effeminate tendencies, ostentatious materialism, and lack of depth. It may be just a phase and it's certainly an incredibly insecure side of him manifesting itself in horrendous ways, but it still bugs the shit out of me whenever I'm not in the best of sorts.
2. Being seventeen. All the responsibilities of an adult, none of the privileges. I know myself better than many other people know themselves, and yet when it comes to my actual age, how I should act, how I am treated and how I live my live, I am completely bewildered because nothing corresponds to anything else.
3. What others think of me. This is as basic as it gets.
Three things that don't bother me but should:
1. My lack of self-discipline. I am constantly aware of this major fault, but incapable of actually committing to any remedies due to my lack of self-discipline (the fault).
2. The fact that at my friend's wedding last weekend a man caught his head on fire. I am nonplussed, perhaps because I was not in the vicinity and therefore haven't been mentally scarred.
3. My lack of being sexed up. (This is almost a cheat because it does bother me on occasion, just much less often than others, or so I'm told, with incredulous looks.)
1. My roommate Joe's effeminate tendencies, ostentatious materialism, and lack of depth. It may be just a phase and it's certainly an incredibly insecure side of him manifesting itself in horrendous ways, but it still bugs the shit out of me whenever I'm not in the best of sorts.
2. Being seventeen. All the responsibilities of an adult, none of the privileges. I know myself better than many other people know themselves, and yet when it comes to my actual age, how I should act, how I am treated and how I live my live, I am completely bewildered because nothing corresponds to anything else.
3. What others think of me. This is as basic as it gets.
Three things that don't bother me but should:
1. My lack of self-discipline. I am constantly aware of this major fault, but incapable of actually committing to any remedies due to my lack of self-discipline (the fault).
2. The fact that at my friend's wedding last weekend a man caught his head on fire. I am nonplussed, perhaps because I was not in the vicinity and therefore haven't been mentally scarred.
3. My lack of being sexed up. (This is almost a cheat because it does bother me on occasion, just much less often than others, or so I'm told, with incredulous looks.)