Little Annoyances That Continually Ruin My Life

There are some things in life that seem to be slowly, but surely driving me to complete insanity. There are certain behaviors, events, people, etc. that really get me worked up, but thankfully, are generally avoidable. However, it's the little things that really get under my skin and chip away at my sanity.

For instance, when it's September and I wake up to see that the ground is covered in a fresh layer of snow. This situation leaves me with the strong urge to crawl back into my warm bed and not go outside all day. It doesn't matter that it almost always snows in September here; every single year I become irrationally angry at this unseasonable weather. The bad mood that sets in will most likely last for the rest of winter, which is usually until late May for us. That's a good eight months of hatred and anger that I don't have an outlet for. So for me, this small annoyance leads to an eight month long yearly depression.

Another example is when I'm settled in for the night, I've just popped in a movie, I'm wearing my pj's, I'm under a blanket and sipping some hot cocoa and the remote to the DVD player stops working. This is almost always a result of the batteries dying, but I'm one of those people who never has anything other than AA batteries lying around and it just so happens that my DVD remote takes AAA batteries. Now I have to get up out of my comfy position and walk over to the DVD player and figure out which buttons do what. After five minutes of searching I realize that there are not directional buttons on the DVD player so I can't move through the options on the DVD menu. I don't know if there is anything (not considering driving) more frustrating to me in life than when the DVD remote needs new batteries.

Or how about when you get to class and the professor who normally beats you there hasn't shown up yet? This may just be me, but the little voice inside me that didn't want to come to class in the first place starts getting pretty excited and hopeful. I start thinking, "Is this gonna be one of those times when nobody checked their email and the class was actually cancelled?" Even if it's a class I like, I still hope that the prof isn't going to show and I'll get to leave early......to do what I don't know, but I do know that it's always better than sitting in class. Then it's time for the class to start and the prof still isn't there. Now everyone starts looking around a little bit to see if everyone else is thinking the same thing. Then four or five minutes go by and..........the professor waltzes in and starts professing as though it's completely normal for them to be late. When this happens, I feel so disappointed and upset that I can't possibly concentrate for the full 50 minute class period. The worst part about this is certainly that for every subsequent class period, I secretly wish that the professor won't show and it's all I can think about.

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