My new list of rage from summer 2010.

To anyone laughing at my title, shut up.
Lets begin with how absolutely horrible it is when people welcome themselves into a home or space without a knock. First knock, wait for an answer and then enter and if there is no answer, then please leave. It doesn’t matter if your family, or a close friend or you live in my lap, please seek permission before entering.

Second, everything in life should be done in moderation. We should be able to determine where and when we’re welcomed or not. There is always a line between how much we should know and how much we try to find out by being nosey. Give people their privacy and respect it, and expect the same for your self. Don’t ask awkward questions which people are not comfortable answering and if it is asked by accident or curiosity or sometimes just for genuine care for the other person, but if there is hesitation or no answer in return. Do.Not.Ask.It.Again. Thank you.
Just like my first 10 lists of annoyance, I’ll say it again in, older girls: grow up. Younger girls: stay young

I am sick and I am tired of white old people saying rude things around me. Some are a little more blunt then others and say it to my face; others just mumble it out loud. All these statements about “this is Canada”/”your in Canada now”/”what the blah blah” I mean I really don’t care what people have to say about me covering my face in public but why the “oh Canada”. Because really, if I should go back to my country, then so should you because Canada sure as hell doesn’t belong to you. If an aboriginal came up to me and said “dear, please return to your country” I would maybe think about it, but as white people telling other race to go “back” to their country is kind of dumb.
Also, if I mess up on the road while I’m driving, people assume its because of me covering my face. Well last time I checked, we looked at the road with our eyes and not our whole face. I don’t screw up on the road because my face is covered; I screw up because I’m a bad driver. I’m sure when you learnt how to drive a manual car at first, you were jerking it all around and probably pissed off a whole lot of people as well, so shut up. It’s fine if your going to give me a figure or curse at me before you drive past, but don’t make dumb comments about my nikaab because really my eyes are wide open.

Why are there 101 movies on dogs, and sports and dogs playing sports? I mean, really who cares?

I hate how everyday, I wake up late because the night before I slept late. I slept late for no real reason, but morning/afternoon goes to waste.

Okay that’s all for now.

Good day.