It seems like life itself is the epitomy of irony. You know, like that song by Alanis Morissette. "It's like rain on your wedding day. It's a free ride when you've already paid." I don't really like that song. But she makes a really good point.
One of the really ironic things about being a girl in high school is that guys you like send you texts that say "Hey did you catch what our English homework was?" and guys you don't like send you texts that say "Hey cutie, hope you sleep well tonight." Doesn' that just make you so mad?!
Or how about those times when you work your butt off and are SO confident that you'll do well on your sience test, and you don't? And then you take a test that you're totally sure you failed and you get an A? How does that even happen?
Another really ironic and yet seemingly common occurence happens in P.E. My teacher wears us out so bad during warm-ups that we can't actually participate in the rest of the class. It's like she wants to take our five out of ten participation points away.
It's all quite ironic.
One of the really ironic things about being a girl in high school is that guys you like send you texts that say "Hey did you catch what our English homework was?" and guys you don't like send you texts that say "Hey cutie, hope you sleep well tonight." Doesn' that just make you so mad?!
Or how about those times when you work your butt off and are SO confident that you'll do well on your sience test, and you don't? And then you take a test that you're totally sure you failed and you get an A? How does that even happen?
Another really ironic and yet seemingly common occurence happens in P.E. My teacher wears us out so bad during warm-ups that we can't actually participate in the rest of the class. It's like she wants to take our five out of ten participation points away.
It's all quite ironic.
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