#lephixia

So - Thank You Steve ^^ For making my night interesting. I do truly enjoy our talks about a hypothetical sex life.

And have grown jealous of my hypothetical self. Whom, apparently, is more into experimentation then I.

But really. I am/was having fun ^^ Thanks for the good time <3

So, this is indeed the second post of "Pet Peeve Tuesday" and I am more then excited! Which is ironic in a way as I am about to write about things that bother me.

Today's Pet Peeve?

2. Complusive Complainers.

This may be kind of hypocritical, as I am dedicating Tuesdays to complaiing... but this is a huge one. I really don't like compulsive complainers - and worse off, when they complain all. the. time.

I understand, you may "need" to complain once in a while - hence my Tuesday's - but every day. Really? Everyday the sky is falling?

Every day is something new... My computer stopped working, I fell down the stairs, I got into a fight with my mom, I missed the bus [Irony...] but they don't stop their. I can handle alot of whining, I mean tons. More then you can imagine. I do it every day... I somehow got my PHD in psychiarty at birth. Atleast, I think that gives you a PHD....

Anyways.

Life sucks - I get it. I really do. But every day, 365 days a year - every year? I mean, not to be insesnsitive - but sometiems I just want to turn to them and scream. Not scream anything. But, simply scream.

Not even those little screms. I mean, the full scream you scream in the moives before that masked guy [who is probably your good friend] cuts you into rivets.

Compulsive Complainers are just annoying... with very few exceptions. One of those exceptions being you. 

Yes. Unless you are my reader - in which my patience wirth you is near limitless - please, for the love of all things sain, If your complaining to me - I probaly dearly love you as I do my readers. But - sometimes, in some instances - the sky is not falling. But, when it is... no matter how much you complained already - Lephy can't say no. It's like a disease.

To conclude this tragicaly long pet peeve post.  I would not - nor have - yelled at somebody who has complained. Nor will I ever tell someone that I am not their to support them. I will support everyone I can - and then some.

But still, I think we all know a Chronic/Compulsive Complainer... hopefuly not me.

1 - People that think they are Gods gift to human kind.

2 - Egotistical people.

3 - Stupidity.

4 - Religious zealots.

5 - A hypocrite.

6 - Cheaters.

7 - Haters.

8 - Those people who complain about something they know isnt true, just so you will compliment them on it. Eg. "Im so ugly!" Then you feel bad and argue about how they are pretty. Just tell them, "Yes - you are ugly."

9 - Back stabbers and people who talk about you behind your back. Its all the same I guess, but still.

10 - Cliches. I strongly dislike cliches.

List a random ten things you don't like - off the top of your head of course ^^

Not that Im a trashy girl or anything - or a girl for that matter - but I kinda love gossip. Not in that "Omg! Did you, like, totally hear about......etc" kinda way, more in the - "She thinks I ------- and I -------- but then she -------." kinda way.

Ignoring the fact that was horribly described, I like the more soap oprah kinda gossip. Gives me a good laugh.

So 3rd period sucked today - I swear the kid I sit beside is brain dead. Not just 'Cant hold my own fork' brain dead, but in the 'Im gonna say everything and anyhting to offened people' kinda way.

Like, really? Whomever says that obesity is North Americas biggest problem - is an idiot. Which is fitting, since stupidity is obviously the biggest problem.

Sometimes, when people speak. I want to weep. And I mean weep! Ugh - that is our future? If so. I whole heartedly welcome armageddon.

Anyways. Next is math class - and lunch is boring. I don't even eat - because I hate making a lunch in the morning. And I don't like to make it and leave it in the fridge over night - it doesn't taste the same. Im just picky.

And I refuse to waste money on food I can get for free at home - if I ever decided to bring any.

Alas...back to Math.

I would argue the most useless class ever. Calculators.

We only need to know how to count money - then leave me alone.

So after this complaining - I will take a temporary leave... nothing exciting happened today. Though, Advil is a fail. 

How many people have you kissed, that you can honestly say you loved? Like - Kissed romanticaly? None.

What did your last text say? "Well - Glad you can be honest about something." It was dripping with sarcasim.

The last one I received: "I only lied those few times..." Has anyone told you they don’t wanna ever lose you? Nope.

what’s wrong with you right now? Nothing I suppose.

Do you truly hate anyone? I do.

Has someone ever made you a promise & broke it? Of course - almost everyone I know has. Jerks :/

Would you share your drink with a stranger? If I was not gonna drink anymore - I would just give it to them. Germaphobe to some extent xD

What are you listening to? The ramblings of an idiot whom sits beside me...

Did you like anyone last summer? Nope!

When will your next kiss be? With my cheery attitude, upbeat personality and the fact I like writing more then I like most people... I won't hold my breath.

When’s your birthday? January 14th How often do you hold back what you want to say? Per conversation? Alot. A real lot... but sometimes it just slips out. What are you doing tomorrow? I guess - School obviously, then I will go home and post some Tumblr stuff if I still want too...which I do. I love writing, and this is a nice way to share. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? No. I don't trust girls - bad experiences with them. And boys are the same, if not worse. Can you read other peoples expressions? Its a gift. Will tomorrow be good? It is a Wednesday - so 50/50. Is anything bothering you? Not really. What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? I think it was something along the lines of... "Ugh - I'm exhausted!"

Whats your favorite drink? Chocolate Milk/ Hot Chocolaty <3 Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? I don't see why not.

Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you cried in front of them? I don't kiss people. Thanks =) Whats the last thing you have eaten? Cereal - almost 6 hours ago. do you like where you live?

Not really - could be better, though it could be worse too.

Have you ever thought about killing someone in detail? Can't you get charged for saying stuff like that on the internet? What do you have pierced on you? Nothing. Can you see a stuffed animal from where you’re sitting?

No, I am at school! And teachers are too lame to have Teddies =P

Have you ever cried over a text?

I have...

Have you hugged anyone in the past 72 hours? No - I am destined to walk this earth alone. And write in obscurity ;) Have you ever fallen asleep texting someone? Yes - and I feel guilt after I do xD

Have you ever dated someone longer than a year? Who? How long? Nope.

Oh, this is the birth of Pet-Peeve Tuesday. All because this morning, in that 50 minutes. I came to think - "I could write about all the things that bother me...then share them."

Oh - this is such a complicated thing to explain in less then 350 characters, so I had to come here to have this discussion - if you can call it that.

In reality its a long winded explanation.

So - have you ever said something along the lines of, "And maybe I don't particularly want into your pants. Id think the idea of getting in your pants to be more fun then It may be realistically." and have someone not get it?

Well, I certainly have.

I mean, its not meant to be interpreted in a bad or rude way but in a way that is usually much more complicated then those 27 words (I did just count) can fully explain.

I mean it like this; Maybe I do want to "get in your pants" but at the same time, maybe I don't. Now I understand most of my male readers are probably thinking "Your more confusing then any woman." I know, but bare with me.

The idea of getting with you is probably better then actually getting with you for these reasons;

I don't have you, and I cant have you - so I want to have you. But then, once I do have you, I have you. There is no more chase - no more wanting what I can't have. So - I lose interest.

Another? I'm pretty dam sure I will make myself feel terrible for such a thing later. I may like it in the moment, but when I come to my senses I will be kinda upset I waited 18 years to just give it all away.

And finally? The idea of "getting into [anybody's] pants" frankly, terrifies me. Just, ugh, thinking of being so intimate with somebody is cute in the movies - but seriously, If you touch me. Pulling a Jefree Dahmer will be the least of your worries. I don't think Im at that point where I can "just sleep with someone" after telling people for years, and I quote, "I ain't no slut."

So - don't take it all personally. Although it probably seems very personal, it actually isn't all you. It's kinda me too. To a degree.

Seriously, take it as a compliment. You were considered - that's further then most people get.