My Pet Peeves

I aspire to be like Maria so I'm making a list of my pet peeves!

-when mom and Jonas leave the light on in the bathroom. I estimate it happens like 46.48 times a day, and I'm always the one that turns it off.

-when Jonas leaves the basement door wide open. What happens if someone opens the door and trip and fall down the stairs? There will be a lawsuit.

-when I'm talking to Lindsay and she starts talking to Ian and I have to wait for like five minutes.

-when people (Dad, Jonas) hate TV shows just because I like them. Dad HATES Smallville, Supernatural, Lost, X-Files and any reality show that I watch, just because I watch them. He hasn't even seen any of them. When I watch American Idol sometimes he watches and I'll be like, "so you hate American Idol huh?" and I wanted Jonas to watch The Lone Gunmen with me because I think he'll like it, and now all of a sudden he hates it, "on principle" just because I like it, and he has never seen/heard of it. The same thing goes for music. Jonas hates any music that I like just because it's me that likes it. He, on the other hand, likes anything that's popular (Linkin Park, Greenday, Evanescence, etc.) because he's a music clone.

-people who like only one kind of music or aren't open to other kinds of music. Jessica HATES female singers and won't even listen to anything with a female singer. Zayne hates music with a piano in it.

-when people like random songs but hate anything that's related to the songs they like. For example, Ian likes Right Side of the Bed but nothing else by Atreyu. He likes Walk Away but nothing else by Kelly Clarkson. Jonas loves Linkin Park, but hates, say, POD or Rage Against the Machine or any other kind of rap/rock, just because I like it.

I had a weird dream last night that I went to an Alexisonfire concert and everyone was laying on the floor, and Dallas Green was married and had a baby, who was singing along to the music. Then Dallas got all mad at his wife because she brought the kid to his concert because she couldn't find a babysitter or something. And then Dallas had this gay lover who was making Dallas choose between his wife and him. It was odd.
A couple nights ago I dreamed that I got shot in the throat and I couldn't breathe and we don't have a hospital in Foam Lake so I had to go to Wynyard but I was dying and I wouldn't last half an hour.

I think that's all for now. Ciao!