196. People purposely trying to get attention. There's this one girl at school in particular that I cannot stand. She's so annoying. Every time she walks into a room she has to say something or do something that makes everyone look at her. When there is something just mildly funny, she has to laugh as loud as she can. Sometimes she purposely does something stupid, like falling over, and then over-laughs (meaning she laughs really loud and for way too long). She's that one girl in a group of friends that has to say what the group is thinking (then she'll look at her friends and whisper or something as if looking for approval for what she just said). She's out-goingly annoying if that makes sense. I hate those kind of people.
197. Stupid people. Just dumb people in general that can't use common sense or who are just ignorant. An example would be not knowing the capital of the state they live in. Or one of my personal favorites, not knowing how to talk/type correctly. How can you seriously say "I ain't been sayin' nothin'" and think that's correctly worded? I've met foreign exchange students who can speak better English than you and they've been in the U.S. for 16 less years.
198. People who think their life sucks. Holy infant, baby, still-wrapped-in-a-small-cloth-and-wearing-a-diaper, Jesus. My god this annoys me so much. All I can tell them is "Go type in 'Somalian child' on Google and click 'Images' and then try complaining more." That's just an example, but you get the point. There are people within a mile-radius who have a worse life than you. Suck it up.
199. People who say they had a busy/crappy weekend and then when they go into detail about their weekend it's not. That Monday morning when you're sitting in your first class and that one kid walks in and has to tell someone about their busy weekend (which somehow explains why they're tired). I'm sure someone's gotten it worse than me, but at one time I was playing for 3 different hockey teams. Some weekends, I would have a practice and a game on Friday, two more games on Saturday, another practice and another game on Sunday, and then later that day on Monday I'd have another game. Sometimes I would leave one ice-rink and go straight to another. They're like "I worked 5 hours on Saturday and 6 hours on Sunday. I had to do homework right when I got home on Sunday." Cool, so when are you going to tell me why you're weekend was busy?
200. Numbers that end in two or more zeros.
