Dear World, What The Fuck?

A list of things that make people say: "WHAT THE FUCK?" My Personal Tumblr:
Natalie

401. LADY GAGA'S ABILITY TO GET A SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD.

IT’S BEEN 3 WEEKS, FOUR DAYS, AND 13 HOURS. WHEN WILL IT END?

400. THE INTERNET. YOU CAN DO ANYTHING ON HERE. I THINK I JUST KILLED A MAN IN ZIMBABWE.

WHILE CHECKING MY CREDIT SCORE AND ORDERING A PET MONKEY.

SHIT.

399. MY SOCIOLOGY TEACHER AND YOUTUBE. IF I WANTED TO WATCH YOUTUBE VIDEOS FOR 2 HOURS STRAIGHT, I WOULD HAVE DONE IT AT HOME WITHOUT PAYING $300. YOU'RE NOT COOL FOR BEING 60 AND KNOWING HOW TO USE THE INTERNET. GO BACK TO TEACHING.

BY THE WAY. I ALREADY SAW THAT ONE. OLD NEWS.

:|

Do you think they’ll use this for the Twilight movie?

Do you think they’ll use this for the Twilight movie?

396. TAKE HOME MIDTERMS. I DON'T THINK MY PROFESSOR HAS HEARD OF THE INTERNET. OH WELL. A+ FOR ME.

395. THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE COPIED THE "WILLIAM YOUR HIPS DON'T LIE" BANNER. JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE MADE IT FUNNY ONCE DOESN'T MEAN IT'LL BE FUNNY AGAIN WHEN YOU JACK THEIR IDEA.

394. BEAUTICIANS THAT CANNOT SPEAK ENGLISH. SHE ASKED ME IF I WANTED "TOO MUCH LAYERS" WHEN I ASKED FOR A TRIM AND THEN PROCEEDED TO CUT 6 INCHES OFF OF MY HAIR. THANKS, LADY. NOW I LOOK LIKE WILLIAM BECKETT CIRCA 2007.

393. ALL OF YOU THAT POST LIKE 30 THINGS A DAY. GO TAKE A WALK. RIGHT NOW. AND STOP REBLOGGING CHUCK AND BLAIR PICTURES. NO ONE CARES.

392. WINTER AND WHAT IT DOES TO YOUR LIPS. OW.

391. YOU'RE NOT EVEN A CONVICT, AKON.

STOP IT.

390. RAP/HIP-HOP SONGS WHERE THE ARTIST SAYS THEIR NAME IN THE BEGINNING OF THE SONG. I'M PRETTY SURE WE ALL KNOW IT'S YOU, AKON. NO NEED TO DO YOUR LITTLE SLAMMING JAIL BARS THING IN EVERY SINGLE SONG OF YOURS.

389. PARENTS IN GENERAL. WHATEVER THEY DID TODAY, WHAT WERE THEY THINKING?

388. PEOPLE SHOWING UP UNANNOUNCED. ACTUALLY, MY BOYFRIEND AND I WERE JUST GOING TO MAKE OUT IN FRONT OF THE TV, BUT OKAY. YOU CAN JOIN US. NO, YOU CAN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DRINK.

387. NAME-DROPPING. IT ONLY MAKES YOU SOUND LIKE A DOUCHE. NO ONE CARES.

This means YOU, Alex Deleon.