People who drive UNDER the speed limit.
People who claim they were treated rudely because a store was busy.
People who try to make funny remarks to me because they knew me in high school and 6 years later think they still do.
Working my butt off and getting very insignificant results.
Grad school applications.
Well rounded educations that didn't prepare me well for grad school OR the real world.
Loans.
The high cost of canvas. And art supplies in general.
The high cost of bridesmaid dresses.
Planning things for weddings that aren't even my own.
Hick towns where I have no friends.
Watching all of my friends get married while I live in a hick town with no friends and no men.
Watching redneck hicks get married, when they're already pregnant, at the age of 18. Every single day.
Watching the same redneck hicks choose camo or John Deere green and yellow as their wedding colors.
People who think they can always be the exception to the rule if they yell loud enough.
People who throw things when yelling doesn't work.
Finding other people's hair in my hairbrush.
Living with my parents, even though I love them very much. Has more to do with the fact of it than my parents themselves.
The lack of quality movie selection in aforementioned hick towns and their vicinity.
The lack of quality food variety in aforementioned hick towns and their vicinity.
The very high expense of living in Chicago.
That I haven't seen some of the best places to see yet.
That I feel like I'm always running out of time for one thing or another.
That my TV makes popping noises and restarts itself.
Pocket lint.
Snow and ice and slippery back roads.
Phone batteries.
That no one reads this.
Self inflicted paranoia.
People that don't use their blinkers.
Boredom.