Story by: Yves Adele Harlow Reporter
Annoying people. We’ve all heard of one and seen one. Really, there’s not a point to reading this, I’m just a little angry today, but if I were me, which I am, I would read this anyway because I make a couple good points and give a little background and types of annoying people. Now you can see if maybe both of us have encountered the same type of annoying people. *laugh* So here goes.
Let’s talk about the annoyingly nosy people first. The people who just can’t stick to their own business. The ones who just can’t leave people alone. There’s this one girl, a junior, named Tenga Petreax who has to know about everything. “What book are you reading, Yves? What is it about, Yves? Why are you reading it, Yves? Why do you like it? You read some weird books. I don’t read a lot. The book I was reading got lost.” Then if I’m doing my homework, looking back and forth from the book to writing on my paper, she asks, “What are you doing, Yves? Homework?” She knows already. So why does she ask? I’m not going to write any more about Tenga since I’m already annoying myself…
Now the people who gossip, they’re annoying. At lunch, while I’m trying to eat, Angel Williams has to keep talking and talking, asking me questions, and telling me the life history of every person who walks by. “Do you know who that was? Well she was in my kindergarten class. I saw her hugging some girl. She’s probably gay.” So what? Why would I care? Why should she care? Is it her business? I don’t care what people do and neither should anyone else. Besides, who knows why they hugged. It made me wonder, if I hugged my mom in front of Angel, would she think I’m gay? Plus, she saw me give a hug to one of my friends too. Well, in her logic, I must be gay. I don’t think so.
Now here’s another thing that Angel said…This may not be suitable for younger readers so don’t say that I didn’t warn you. Click the back button to not read the rest. All right. Angel said, “You know Terri? Well I spent the night over her house five months ago and I was sleeping on the floor and she was sleeping in her bed. Terri said, ‘Ow,’ and I asked her, ‘What?’ She said, ‘I hit my head on the wall.’” I nodded. “So?” “Well,” Angel said, “I think she was masturbating.” I didn’t know what to say. “Why do you think that? She just hit her head on the wall.” Was all I could get out. “Well, I didn’t hear a thump.” *sigh* Now I really think that’s stupid. Just because she didn’t hear a thump, Terri was masturbating. Just because two girls hugged, they’re gay. What logic. Where does Angel get her ideas?
All right, I’m done complaining. Maybe I’m just always not open to annoying people, maybe I’m not sympathetic, maybe I’m a grouch, or I even might be a mean old lady in disguise. I think I do know is that these two people, who are just the tip of the ice burg of the annoying people I have met in my life (They’re attracted to me like magnets. They travel across long distances to find me I swear.), ARE annoying, at least to me and other people who know them.