A list of things that Brooke Hunter is just plain not OK with....in no particular order
1. Ashley furniture
I hate the crap. I hate everything it represents. I hate its constant reminder that society is going down the poopshoot. Disposable, worthless, unoriginal, crappy, scantily put together shart.
2. Failing Clinical last semester
Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. That "instructor" gave me the shaft and she knew it. I will forever feel so cheated over that class. Crappiest teacher ever, I hope to tell her that one day. And I also hope to tell her how much I appreciate what she did for me, because the instructor I have now actually teaches, is amazing, teaches me what I don't understand, is patient, and is actually preparing us for the beast that is Adult Health 1 next semester. So thank you Ms Taylor, thank you for kicking me down again and again and making me realize how important this is to me and how even more determined I now am.
3. American Idol
I know my family and a bunch of my dear friends love this show, but I hate it. To me it is the Ashley furniture of music production. Let's completely change what makes people original and unique and throw it out the window and replace it with a pre-packaged unoriginal label that will sell records. Good job, Simon. Disposable society makes me want to vomit.
4. Twilight
If I hear one more word about, see one more bumper sticker dealing with, notice one more shirt depicting Bella, vampires, werewolves, Cullens, or sparkely things that somehow relate to that show, I am going to shoot the tv. Is there not another human the wolf/fanged beasts can fight over? And are there no other books to read people? What did teenagers obsess over before this crap became so shoved down everyone's throats??
5. 93X just up and disappearing
I have my little iPod now and I have a connection in my car for it, so I never listen to the radio, but it really really ticks me off how it is just gone. I miss Crate, the traffic beeyatch, my obsessive ticket winning, calling and requesting songs, and just being able to get my '90/'00's rock/alternative on, whenever I would like to. I would listen to it at work, and I truly did enjoy the ridiculous banter that was Crate. There is not another tolerable radio station left here. I like 89.9 because at least it doesn't play the same ol' recycled crap that everybody else does. Don't even get me started on 104.5 or 99.7.....
6. Nickelback
Biggest sell out band of my time in my humble opinion. I can't understand how one band can crank out so many cheesy, lame, tell me how to live my life because I'm a dillhole that can't understand how to do it myself songs in such a short period of time. I swear, every time I do end up turning on the radio, there's flippin' Nickelback and some new crap song that all the soccer moms have gotten together to call up the River to request they play. That's enough, Nickelback.
7. Lady GaGa
I'm sorry, I just don't get it. I don't like her music, I think it's got really goofy lyrics that are like everything else these days, overproduced. And everybody is treating her like she's the biggest thing since sliced bread. I mean, isn't this exactly what Britney did a few years ago? It's just another pre-packaged hootchy girl that somehow gets labeled as different, new and refreshing. How did that slide? This leads me to my next annoyance...
8. Girl on girl action
How has this gotten so prevalent and so OK with everyone? If some straight chick wants to be edgy and fun and she is kind of losing her oomph...what to do..what to do...oh! I know! Kiss another chick or talk about kissing chicks! Heck, let's write a song about kissing chicks! That should do it. Gross. No, not cool, not ok, not different..been done before, still gross.
9. Kentucky basketball
I hate and loathe all things dealing with them. I hate Cal and his back stabbing ways. I hate how he stole half of our team and coaching staff. I hate how they are now number 2 in the nation and now the favored to win it all. I hate how we got robbed of all of our wins and yet he gets to keep his winning coaching record. I hate how KY fans feel the need to hate on us now. What the heck did we do to them aside from give them our coach and make them worth a crap??
10. Publicizing any romance of mine
Ah yes. This should be #1 on this list. I'm not a fan of being anyone's girlfriend in the first place, it makes me feel nervous and like I have to fulfill some role, which I'm not to good at, I feel like. And I hate people I hardly know to always ask for status updates if they know I am indeed in a relationship. I will tell you if there is some relevant happening that I feel you need to know about OK? And then there's the beautiful stage when the relationship is over and you still get questioned about it. Hey, how's _______ doing? When are ya'll getting married? When is he coming to see you again? Yay!
11. Facebook becoming such a huge freakin' deal
When people start cornering you at the meetings discussing their friend status with you and why you have/have not yet accepted them/if they did something to warrant being deleted as your friend, it's too far. I am currently annoyed with how big it has become and how people are making it such a huge freaking deal. It's Facebook!! I do not hate you as a person, I don't want your children to die, I don't wish any ill on you at all simply because I am no longer your Facebook friend. I simply am no longer your Facebook friend for whatever stupid reason...Probably because you started friend requesting all of my friends randomly(even ones you didn't know) or were all way to up in my grill about stuff. I will still talk to you and no, you have not offended me. The End.
12. People obsessed with my business
I have somewhat already covered this one, but this drives me nuts. In this corner there's the ones who literally laughed, snickered, and pointed at my last relationship like it was a freak show. And over here we have the ones who begin planning my wedding each time they notice I'm close to being interested in a man. There's a section for the ones who revel in any failure I come into contact with. And then ones who obviously don't like me for whatever reason, and are loving talking about anything at all going on with me. Maybe it's all in my head....
13. Man straight up living in the MED
This is just wrong. This man has literally been living there because there is nowhere to send him to. I can't understand why in the world the Med could be going broke....
14. Muvico closing
Curse you crappy economy, curse you. I loved that theater. There wasn't another that compares to it. I loved it because I could literally knock out an entire evening downtown and just stay down there, which is where I prefer to hang. Now I am forced to go to the Paradiso, which is the hangout for all pre-teens and literally every other person in Memphis. Muvico was magical because the crowd that goes to the Paradiso was scared of downtown(I can just tell these things), or perhaps just to young to get anywhere down there other than the movie theater. Gone are the wonderful days of parking in the garage, deciding on dinner at any number of restaurants there, sipping a Snake Bite at Dan McGuiness, grabbing a 12 layer candy apple and stuffing it into my purse to sneak it into the theater, getting my student discount that brought my grand total for my ticket to a beautiful 6 dollars and 50 cents, chancing running into one of the Memphis Tigers, because that was there theater of choice too, and then coming out of the movie and being able to hang out at the Saucer. :(
15. Concerts at the FedEx Forum
I have given the Forum concerts many a chance, but after seeing John Mayer there the other night, I came to an official decision on the matter. I just don't like concerts there. It's too big and doesn't have the elements that I love about concerts, those being the intimacy of a small occasion, being able to dance and shake and wave my hands if I want, and being close to the band. No guards kicking people to the back if they come to stand near the front, no people getting annoyed with me standing up the whole time, no one throwing cans at my head if I dance(yes, this actually happened once). Just me and my dancing, the tight crowd, frequent shifts in standing positions, and the band in all it's raw glory.
16. Size 10 1/2 shoes
This is my true size and it is the one size that is treated like a freak show. It just doesn't exist except on special order or very rare brands. You can have a half size in any of the other sizes, but once you get past a 10, your foot instantly just goes up a whole size apparently. It's magical. So I am left with shoes that are ever so slightly small or floppy enough that I have to get those little space filling thingies. Fun. Fun.
17. Only remembering the good things
Why do I tend to do this with relationships? I always find it so easy to recall how he could make me laugh and things that made us laugh together, great times I had with him, beautiful and sweet things he said to me that had never fallen on my calloused ears before, how good he always smelled, how wonderful it felt to simply be next to him, the goofy ways we answered the phone when the other called, how I felt like the only girl in the world that had ever truly mattered to him, happy songs that always made him think of me, and songs that I loved so much because they made me think of him. I can't seem to remember the times he didn't laugh at what I found hilarious, really bad times I had with him, mean things that he could have told me in a much nicer way or that were actually not necessary to mention in the first place, and that I had never really dealt with before, how he sometimes smelled like a dirty sock because everyone does every now and again, how bad it felt to be next to him when I could sense that he no longer wanted me there, the ways he answered the phone when he was busy with something else or had something better to do, his other girls that felt the same way at one time, or songs that actually applied to our romance and how screwed up it actually was, but I had labeled as bitter or glass half empty. I wish I could revamp my stupid replay button in my head.
18. People treating me like I don't know what I'm doing at my job simply because I'm a woman
Yes, I am indeed here to repair your furniture, I am actually quite knowledgeable and experienced at what I do, I am very adept at handling power tools, and I am a woman. No, I didn't just start doing this yesterday, I do not have to have a man to help me finish your furniture, and just because you were born with a Y chromosome does not mean you are automatically skilled at repairing furniture if you "just had the right tools, glues, and 'paint.'" Do I look like a wilted little flower??
