Alright, so there are a lot of things I worry about. Worrying is something I do particularly well. Heck, it's almost an art.
But some of the things that worry/bother/frighten me the most, in no particular order, are:
- When noodles get left out and turn brownish and crunchy.
- Hand sanitizer. That stuff does not look sanitary. It usually has gunk around the lid, UHG.
- Starting to read a book, and not being able to finish it. I'll have this incomplete feeling in the back of my head until I go and finish the book.
- When my mom tries to talk to me about sex. Why would you tell me that!? WHY!?!?
- The word sex. I don't know why. I couldn't say it without laughing until I was fifteen.
- White bread. It's all... white. And it's not sturdy at all. What am I supposed to do with that?
- People who say "u" instead of "you" or "r" instead of "are". It's only two extra letters man, do you think I'm so desperate for your text that I can't wait two seconds for you to finish the word?
- Ballpoint pens. They don't make any sound.
- Places that sell garden gnomes.
- When people tell me to get rid of stuff I "don't need". How do I know I'll never need my stuffed animals again? What if there's a tornado? Or a flood? Or the Apocalypse? In that case i'll need them to comfort me!
And, since ten seems like a really good number to me, I'll leave it at that.
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