<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389</id><updated>2012-02-09T23:29:26.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Really Pisses Me Off Is ...</title><subtitle type='html'>What pushes you to the breaking point?  Tailgaters? When they screw up your order  at the drive thru?  Skinny people who can eat like pigs? Take a minute and tell us what drives you freakin' crazy! Anonymously submit your entry by clicking on COMMENTS under any post below! Then check back daily -- entries are usually posted within 24-48 hours.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3696683269371275280</id><published>2010-03-22T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:51:18.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off is that she thinks she's always right, that I'm always wrong and that she is super selfish and makes me look bad because she knows I'm the better person and she wants people to think she is, just to boost her ego. What really pisses me off is that people want to be her friend because she's quiet, shy and because she's pretty and in the end they all get in trouble with her because she hates people anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3696683269371275280?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3696683269371275280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3696683269371275280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3696683269371275280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3696683269371275280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-pisses-me-off-is-that-she-thinks.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-7653967700660856950</id><published>2010-02-01T18:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:48:20.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when an elderly person or a pregnant woman scowls at me for not offering them my seat. To all outward appearances, I am a healthy 21 year old woman, but what you can't see is that I suffer from crippling lower back pain. It is a disability and I need a seat too. Next time, don't be so quick to judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-7653967700660856950?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/7653967700660856950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=7653967700660856950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7653967700660856950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7653967700660856950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1488654526210684111</id><published>2010-02-01T18:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:47:59.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pissed me off is knowing we are perfect for each other and the fact that we have both liked and flirted with each other at different times for 3 years. Everybody sees its you, except you. Your what my status is about, my favorite quotes, my favorite movies. You dictate what I wear, and where I go. I leave lunch early to casually walk by your history class. It's pisses me off that I laugh at Taylor swifts love dogs and girls so head over heels for one boy.; thinkin I was so much better than that... I'm not. I'm just like you. I like you. Wish you saw it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1488654526210684111?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1488654526210684111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1488654526210684111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1488654526210684111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1488654526210684111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-really-pissed-me-off-is-knowing-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2063407748715951172</id><published>2010-02-01T18:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:47:33.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off? The fact that me and you can talk for hours till 4 or 5 in the morning. How you tell me things about you that I never would have guessed. How you make me feel better when I’m angry or sad. How seeing you on aim gets my heart beating. How talking to you makes my day go by better. How every day the only thing I look forward to is talking to you. How you think I’m funny and make you smile. How you notice when I’m not in a good mood just through texts. How I can’t get through the day without talking to you. How you’re the guy version of me. The main reason that this all pisses me off is that you have girlfriend and you know deep down that she isn’t good for you and takes advantage of you. You can talk shit about her all the time with me, but the next night you want me to help you write her a love poem and what pisses me off is the fact that I’m always there for you and I’ll always be there for you. What pisses me off the most is that I’m helplessly in love with you and I can’t tell you because I’m scared that I’ll lose what we have,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2063407748715951172?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2063407748715951172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2063407748715951172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2063407748715951172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2063407748715951172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-pisses-me-off-fact-that-me-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-4227150057318231043</id><published>2009-12-21T20:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:40:10.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what pisses me off is when people are rude to me.... and are then shocked if i tell them it's unacceptable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-4227150057318231043?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/4227150057318231043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=4227150057318231043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4227150057318231043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4227150057318231043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-pisses-me-off-is-when-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6812866943435691945</id><published>2009-11-29T09:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T09:20:17.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that people think saying "I love you" at the end of the day makes that parade of insults they bombarded you with earlier are suddenly insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because at the end of the day, that person you verbally shoved down isn’t going to remember that you said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;They’re going to remember that you told them that their dinner is going to go to their thighs. They’re going to remember that you reminded them they didn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no, “I love you” does not make it okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6812866943435691945?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6812866943435691945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6812866943435691945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6812866943435691945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6812866943435691945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3390110120375680625</id><published>2009-11-28T16:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:23:36.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that my Mom asks me for money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on unemployment since March, raising a 4 year old alone, and manage to get by because I'm careful with my money and how it's spent. I've even managed to BUILD my credit during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she blows what little money her and Dad have and then asks me for help and laying guilt trips on me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT REALLY PISSES ME OFF!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3390110120375680625?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3390110120375680625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3390110120375680625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3390110120375680625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3390110120375680625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5666430041098048096</id><published>2009-11-08T09:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:21:03.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people use the wrong spelling of a word when writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like using the word "break" when it should be "brake".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their, There, They're&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too, Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to point it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5666430041098048096?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5666430041098048096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5666430041098048096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5666430041098048096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5666430041098048096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-602911261383935022</id><published>2009-10-18T09:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:14:45.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what pisses me off ? That marriage has to be religious. Is a promise only legitimate if it's "blessed" or seen as "holy"? Declaring your love for someone doesn't have to have anything to do with God or Jesus, it can just be two people (heterosexual or homosexual) declaring to the world that they love each other so much that they are going to be with each other, and only each other, for the rest of their lives. And what legal rights do married couples have? Does that really matter when the love is so strong that they want the world to know it's real? Plenty of people who are married aren't religious, but they got married in a ceremony to show their love and share their happiness with others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-602911261383935022?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/602911261383935022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=602911261383935022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/602911261383935022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/602911261383935022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-what-pisses-me-off-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8494383242776207038</id><published>2009-10-18T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:13:41.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off are slow drivers, drivers who don't signal, and drivers who break when they don't have to. Pretty much bad drivers in general. To me it's relatively self explanatory to go at least what the speed limit is and to be considerate of other drivers. I do not get why some people cannot figure it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F/19&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8494383242776207038?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8494383242776207038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8494383242776207038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8494383242776207038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8494383242776207038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-really-pisses-me-off-are-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8979113283047947111</id><published>2009-10-18T09:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:13:19.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**Note I work in an electronics department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When parents dump their children in our department. They tell them to watch the movie while they shop. The youngest kid that was dumped off was 3 THREE YEARS OLD. Why in this day and age would you leave your baby alone in a huge store unattended? There are a lot of sickos in this world. Not to mention that they trash the department and they hassles employees for things when we are busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What kind of parent would let their 9,8,7,6 year old buy and play Halo, Socom, Grand theft Auto, Gears of War, or any game that is intended for adults? How big of a moron are you? Parent of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What Kind of parent come in to order photos on a Kodak Picture Kisok while their baby/small child is waiting in the cart? Ok I get doing a quick order but spending over an hour doing edits, adding text, removing red eye of your family vacation while your baby is screaming is not ok! There is a thing called the internet. Upload your photos online when your baby naps or sleeps at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not open packages of food to feed to you kids while shopping. That is called theft. You are eating something that you have not purchased. We know that 80 percent of you do not pay for the can of pringles you opened to shut your kid up. It's tacky, rude and once again let me stress it's theft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not blow your nose and then hand the tissue to an employee and ask for a garbage. There are trash cans all over the store. Don't be gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Just because you cannot get your way, don't be a dick to they employee. They are only doing their job. We do not go out of our way to make your day miserable. We cannot control when stuff sells out. We can not help it if our photo machines brake down. We are just trying to earn a paycheck to support our family, go to school or whatever. Do we go into your place and treat you like crap? nope! So show some respect and treat us like humans and not servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F/27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8979113283047947111?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8979113283047947111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8979113283047947111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8979113283047947111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8979113283047947111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/10/note-i-work-in-electronics-department-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2165009936333298732</id><published>2009-09-29T19:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:34:50.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people complain about the lazy people on welfare. They obviously know nothing about how hard it is to apply for any type of aid, let alone disability payments. The system is absolutely ridiculous. And I'm not pissed off because I am on welfare - I never have been. I'm pissed off because I work in the system and see all of the people that come in and have genuine needs and STILL cannot get any help from the system. Even people who do receive help only have about 6 dollars a day to live on. You try to pay rent with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2165009936333298732?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2165009936333298732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2165009936333298732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2165009936333298732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2165009936333298732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-651378054054908373</id><published>2009-09-16T23:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:33:08.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You treated me like I was worth nothing. Still, I returned the watch you forgot at my place.&lt;br /&gt;What Pisses me off, is that you weren't even man enough to say; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;F 20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-651378054054908373?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/651378054054908373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=651378054054908373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/651378054054908373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/651378054054908373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-treated-me-like-i-was-worth-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1351673348871987029</id><published>2009-09-16T23:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:32:47.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really PISSES me off is when the losers in our society manufacture "problems" to collect disability and welfare just because they don't want to have a job. Guess what? I don't want to work either, but I'm not going to steal what isn't rightfully mine! Lazy assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1351673348871987029?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1351673348871987029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1351673348871987029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1351673348871987029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1351673348871987029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3507420666613989371</id><published>2009-08-31T21:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:43:52.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that I can't legally marry my amazingly wonderful partner. I have to refer to her as my girlfriend--I'm 25, this isn't high school--and we're considered legal strangers. What REALLY pisses me off is that I live in a backwards red state that will NEVER pass any sort of legislation to guarantee our relationship the same protections under the law as heterosexual married couples. What pisses me off even more is that people who won't allow my marriage can wed and divorce as they please, in 12 hours or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3507420666613989371?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3507420666613989371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3507420666613989371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3507420666613989371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3507420666613989371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-313931354553585018</id><published>2009-08-31T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:43:14.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people don't offer their seat to pregnant women or old people on a full bus. Especially since I'm the pregnant woman at the moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-313931354553585018?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/313931354553585018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=313931354553585018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/313931354553585018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/313931354553585018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-9066610939400057401</id><published>2009-08-31T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:42:48.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing pisses me off more than the way he acted today.&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN SHOULD BE RAISED BY THEIR PARENTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not dropped off at Grandma's because it's easier for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Not have their father "visit" them at home! Yet you're going to try to keep them from me....&lt;br /&gt;You're not man enough to be their father....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-9066610939400057401?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/9066610939400057401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=9066610939400057401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9066610939400057401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9066610939400057401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-pisses-me-off-more-than-way-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3007673148659988005</id><published>2009-08-12T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:08:12.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that my fellow student is behaving like a real good friend to me but when I am not around tries to bad-mouth me and presents himself as the best and the coolest to the teachers and other students. And what really pisses me off is that they are so stupid to believe him. I always thought these things happen only in films but this guy is really mentally sick. He had a job interview with the same company two days before me and when I had my interview I just knew by the line of questioning that he had taken his chance when the inteviewer told him that I was to see him too. What really really pisses me off is that I have no evidence to prove it and cannot touch him. My only reassurance is that time will tell...everybody, and he will go on his face and pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3007673148659988005?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3007673148659988005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3007673148659988005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3007673148659988005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3007673148659988005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-9085185309144115389</id><published>2009-08-12T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:59:33.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It pisses me off that the girl that blows the boss replaces me. It really pisses me off that if you try to mention it to them they say "You can't prove anything". It really fumes me that she took my perfect job and I got stuck working a dead end job for owners of a small buisness that are completely clueless. I'm stuck there untill the economy clears up or the whore gives my old boss an STD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-9085185309144115389?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/9085185309144115389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=9085185309144115389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9085185309144115389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9085185309144115389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-pisses-me-off-that-girl-that-blows.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2322471375407435640</id><published>2009-07-30T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:42:40.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off is when I'm having a great day and my best friend every time she's in a bad mood she brings me down too. She tells me depressing things about life or some other crap and somehow she always makes me unhappy. I hate that I let her do that to me. So I guess what pisses me off is myself, also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2322471375407435640?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2322471375407435640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2322471375407435640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2322471375407435640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2322471375407435640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-is-when-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1166943655006968992</id><published>2009-07-28T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:13:06.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What Pisses Me Off Is The Fact You Were Cheating On Me And Didn't Even try To Hide It.What Pisses Me Off Is That I Can Still Forgive You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1166943655006968992?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1166943655006968992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1166943655006968992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1166943655006968992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1166943655006968992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-is-fact-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1605319915866866534</id><published>2009-07-28T23:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:12:48.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off is how clueless you are about yourself. It pisses me off that after 2 years of f**king a girl, you decide you're not a lesbian. You said you made a mistake - a two f**king year mistake. What pisses me off is that you are SO much more gay than me.  It pissed me off because at one point it hurt. It pissed me off because I tricked myself (or maybe it was you who tricked me) into believing you were strong. You're not strong. You're a clone. You have no idea who you are or what you believe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1605319915866866534?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1605319915866866534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1605319915866866534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1605319915866866534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1605319915866866534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-is-how-clueless-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5147484752264609649</id><published>2009-07-28T23:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:11:20.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really pisses me off that I had a miscarriage and my husband's little brother's HIGH SCHOOL girlfriend is having a baby the same month I was due... how is that fair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5147484752264609649?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5147484752264609649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5147484752264609649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5147484752264609649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5147484752264609649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-really-pisses-me-off-that-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-7151240519510610080</id><published>2009-07-28T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:10:55.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off is that you are too afraid to fight for me. What pisses me off is that you can't see that i love you. What really pisses me off is that i comment on blogs like these and write this shit because I know that you look for blogs of this general type and I even post the links on your facebook and you STILL don't pick up on it. God I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-7151240519510610080?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/7151240519510610080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=7151240519510610080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7151240519510610080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7151240519510610080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-is-that-you-are-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3917077908202652896</id><published>2009-07-28T23:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:10:15.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that, one year later, I'm still not over you. To you, it might have just been one night of "fun" between two people who would later become good friends...but it was more than that to me. And it really pisses me off that you think that now, since we are just friends, I would be perfectly ok with you trying to date my best friend. I can't believe I wasted all of those tears on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3917077908202652896?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3917077908202652896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3917077908202652896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3917077908202652896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3917077908202652896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5371246861005436862</id><published>2009-07-28T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:09:39.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom really pissed me off when she said "I'm proud if you get into same  school like your cousin does". and when she said "don't use that tones ! i hate it!". i always trying to help everything at home but she never appreciate me or just say thanks. what really really piss me off is she always compares me with my sister, my cousin or my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5371246861005436862?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5371246861005436862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5371246861005436862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5371246861005436862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5371246861005436862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mom-really-pissed-me-off-when-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8554985847513188391</id><published>2009-07-28T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:08:35.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drivers that don't stop at zebra crossings REALLY piss me off. The pedestrian is the one not using up precious fuel, why not show some courtesy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8554985847513188391?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8554985847513188391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8554985847513188391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8554985847513188391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8554985847513188391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/drivers-that-dont-stop-at-zebra.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3650767656110960641</id><published>2009-07-28T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:07:53.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It kinda pisses me off that we can talk for hours on end, and you tell me things no-one else knows about you, but you still won't give us a chance. It just pisses me off that you can't see that you belong with me; that I'm stuck in the zone of 'mates'. And that I know so much about you, but I still have to pretend it doesn't make me love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3650767656110960641?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3650767656110960641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3650767656110960641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3650767656110960641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3650767656110960641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-kinda-pisses-me-off-that-we-can-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-9126904165701279295</id><published>2009-07-28T23:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:07:23.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It pisses me off that I have to pretend that I don't love you; that I can't tell the world that you are quite possibly the most amazing guy I have ever met in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-9126904165701279295?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/9126904165701279295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=9126904165701279295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9126904165701279295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/9126904165701279295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-pisses-me-off-that-i-have-to-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-7391193869489667233</id><published>2009-07-28T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:06:56.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when the paper towel dispenser in the bathroom is so high on the wall that all the water runs down your arm while you try to dispense the paper towel. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-7391193869489667233?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/7391193869489667233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=7391193869489667233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7391193869489667233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7391193869489667233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5463355822652611146</id><published>2009-07-28T23:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:06:35.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what REALLY pisses me off is that my feelings posted on these sites mean more to random strangers than anyone i actually know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5463355822652611146?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5463355822652611146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5463355822652611146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5463355822652611146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5463355822652611146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5432682895289045692</id><published>2009-07-28T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:06:13.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that i'm jealous of you. Because you're good at EVERYTHING and you're smart and pretty, and i'm none of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5432682895289045692?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5432682895289045692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5432682895289045692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5432682895289045692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5432682895289045692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8176092270123489649</id><published>2009-07-28T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:05:21.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off that my grandma and brother don't sympathize at all with me when it comes to the subject of my cousin molesting me.My brother hangs out with him all the time. Things never changed once he found out... He acts like it's nothing. I never told anyone, not even my psychologist, that the first time my cousin tried to do it, his only failed attempt, my brother was in the room, high as hell. I don't want anyone to blame him, especially himself. I don't think he even knows he was there. I keep telling myself that he can't have known what was happening, but I honestly don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my grandma... She and I used to be so close before it happened... and I really wasn't expecting her to defend him. I understand that we're both her grandchildren and that she didn't want to pick sides, but she could have at least said nothing at all. Referencing something similar that happened to my mom as a child and telling me that what happened to me isn't as bad so I should be okay made everything worse.I'm hurting! It's been nearly ten years now, and what he did to me still affects me like you wouldn't believe! I love you guys, but sometimes it's so hard for me to deal with your reactions whenever the subject is brought up. If what you have to say just makes things worse, just keep your mouth shut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8176092270123489649?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8176092270123489649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8176092270123489649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8176092270123489649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8176092270123489649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-really-pisses-me-off-that-my-grandma.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1528123068382053522</id><published>2009-07-28T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:04:02.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off? My sisters. My sisters who think it is ok to sleep with people who I am interested in, when I have made it VERY clear that I am interested. B!tches!25/f&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1528123068382053522?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1528123068382053522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1528123068382053522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1528123068382053522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1528123068382053522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-my-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5593988917812410368</id><published>2009-07-28T23:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:03:32.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that I didn't want to sleep with you...I didn't want to develop feelings for you. You know how to work it, you made me feel special, truth be told you led me on even though I don't let anyone tell me so. Its been nearly four months now, It pisses me off you talk about other girls, and text my best friends, it pisses me off that you've persuaded me to have a threesome that may just break me. Why am I not enough?It pisses me off that the reason I don't want to end whatever it is 'we' have is that I'm scared of a life without you, in a weird way you've become my best friend. What will i do without your house or car? I can't bare that thought. I miss you already. Things are changing and there's nothing I can do.. your in control. And THAT really pisses me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5593988917812410368?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5593988917812410368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5593988917812410368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5593988917812410368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5593988917812410368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2595831993491753446</id><published>2009-07-28T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:02:20.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What pisses me off is how fake you are. What pisses me off is that you'd rather be getting f**ked up than spending time with me.What REALLY pisses me off is that I don't have the courage to leave you.What really pisses me off is myself -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2595831993491753446?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2595831993491753446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2595831993491753446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2595831993491753446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2595831993491753446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-pisses-me-off-is-how-fake-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6811754942547597199</id><published>2009-07-28T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:00:43.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It pisses me off that we seem to be so perfect for each other and that I'm afraid I have fallen for you.What makes me angry is that because you refuse to ever grow up even in the slightest and your music keeps you far from me, we could never develop a real relationship other than what we already have.I think I would feel better about being your f**k buddy if you just told me that is all that we are. Maybe then I wouldn't feel so bitter towards you and myself.F/18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6811754942547597199?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6811754942547597199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6811754942547597199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6811754942547597199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6811754942547597199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-pisses-me-off-that-we-seem-to-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-7218293605554804788</id><published>2009-05-27T23:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:19:24.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It pisses me off that you told me your destined to be alone. After all the sex we've had. After all the times you've hinted at a relationship. After all the times I've openly told you that I could be that girl. I've never been enough. But oh yeah, we can still have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for asking me to find you other girls. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know, if you weren't the most amazing guy in bed I've ever been with, this would have stopped months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You piss me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-7218293605554804788?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/7218293605554804788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=7218293605554804788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7218293605554804788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7218293605554804788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-pisses-me-off-that-you-told-me-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3528698684982989101</id><published>2009-05-27T23:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:18:20.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is how we both feel the need to maintain this friendship, when in truth we're not the slightest bit interested in one another. Let's just call the whole thing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M/24&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3528698684982989101?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3528698684982989101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3528698684982989101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3528698684982989101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3528698684982989101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-how-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-771125109121392595</id><published>2009-05-27T23:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:17:49.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off is "road huggers" when I'm peacefully driving by my self (using cruise control of course) and drivers blitzkrieg up behind me and commence tail gating. It's like Why oh why would somebody come up on another driver going 20 mph slower than they are(the speed limit) on a multiple lane highway and then hang out on their bumper (and i wont even get into the blinding annoyance that occurs when this "road hugging" takes place at night) when they could just hop lanes and keep going on their merry way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-771125109121392595?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/771125109121392595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=771125109121392595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/771125109121392595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/771125109121392595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-really-pisses-me-off-is-road-huggers.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5267481110278297276</id><published>2009-05-27T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:16:51.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that, secretly, I can never get over you. You've never been and never will by my girlfriend; just my best friend. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M/24&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5267481110278297276?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5267481110278297276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5267481110278297276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5267481110278297276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5267481110278297276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8574429253155376777</id><published>2009-05-27T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:15:54.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what really pisses me off is...&lt;br /&gt;how great you are.&lt;br /&gt;how you can always make me luagh.&lt;br /&gt;how perfect you are for me.&lt;br /&gt;how you hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;how you are the dorkiest and cutiest boy a know.&lt;br /&gt;how your smile is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;how you know to make me feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;how you led me on.&lt;br /&gt;how you took my stupid nickname for you like a man.&lt;br /&gt;how you made me feel like i could be me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why all your great qualities piss me off...is that you don't want to be with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8574429253155376777?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8574429253155376777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8574429253155376777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8574429253155376777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8574429253155376777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-pisses-me-off-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-4453173099486615904</id><published>2009-04-23T13:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:14:54.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is how my best friend has a natural talent, but she doesn't enjoy this artform half as much as I do. And after every time we show it, my friends and family tell that I'm good, and then they start talking about how awesome she is at it. When my grandmother, who's never commented on my performance, started talking about it, I went home and cried myself to sleep. I love her and she is the best person I've ever met, but I hate the fact that she is better at everything than I am and that the guy I'm in love with is off-limits because of her. And it pisses me off that I'm crying and rewriting this so she will not understand it was me if she reads it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-4453173099486615904?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/4453173099486615904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=4453173099486615904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4453173099486615904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4453173099486615904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-how-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6864479419195219734</id><published>2009-04-21T12:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:54:51.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="commentContents"&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" class="expandedTitle"&gt;It pisses me off when the person you had feelings for, for years finally decides to reciprocate them. When I'm getting married to the man I love in 5 months. Too little too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6864479419195219734?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6864479419195219734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6864479419195219734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6864479419195219734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6864479419195219734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-pisses-me-off-when-person-you-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1321366278269982306</id><published>2009-04-21T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:54:09.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="commentContents"&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" class="expandedTitle"&gt;I hate how we are right now after our relationship. We don't talk, and I don't know how to be around you anymore. You were the first boy I've ever utterly trusted and I miss us every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1321366278269982306?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1321366278269982306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1321366278269982306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1321366278269982306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1321366278269982306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-how-we-are-right-now-after-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5485907343870173614</id><published>2009-04-21T12:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:53:18.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5485907343870173614?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5485907343870173614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5485907343870173614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5485907343870173614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5485907343870173614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2401035576717480483</id><published>2009-04-21T12:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:52:52.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when people eat noisily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2401035576717480483?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2401035576717480483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2401035576717480483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2401035576717480483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2401035576717480483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-150879154688048344</id><published>2009-04-21T12:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:51:30.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="posts" class="posts"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="last selected"&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="last selected"&gt;&lt;td class="title" onclick="'setSelected(this,"&gt;&lt;span class="commentContents"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" class="mainTitle"&gt;It pisses me off when people pretend to understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" class="expandedTitle"&gt;It pisses me off when people pretend to understand what I've been through. When they pretend to understand what it feels like to lost your best friend and boyfriend to a drunk driving accident.&lt;br /&gt;To see the idiot who killed the one person in my life I could always count on and hear him say "I'm sorry" and hope for forgiveness. To sit through a trial and watch that person get convicted but be faced with the knowledge that it doesn't change anything or make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;To go to school and see the people that we both know, tiptoe around me. When people tell me that I'm young and will find someone else. I know that but please please please let me grieve.&lt;br /&gt;So no, you don't understand and stop pretending like you do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-150879154688048344?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/150879154688048344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=150879154688048344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/150879154688048344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/150879154688048344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-pisses-me-off-when-people-pretend-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-326414377697573403</id><published>2009-02-22T23:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:59:43.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="flippy"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="commentContents"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" class="mainTitle"&gt;It really pisses me off when my mom freaks out on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" class="expandedTitle"&gt;It really pisses me off when my mom freaks out on me. I joke about something, she screams, and eventually it leads to an argument about how I only love people who crap all over me. Even when I try to talk it out with her, she freaks out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-326414377697573403?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/326414377697573403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=326414377697573403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/326414377697573403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/326414377697573403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6649834185778621109</id><published>2009-02-08T21:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:56:44.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that you don't care that you ripped my life apart when you kicked me out of yours. That you walk by me as if you don't know me, that you screwed her a week after getting rid of me, and that you pretend that those ten months meant absolutely nothing to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6649834185778621109?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6649834185778621109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6649834185778621109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6649834185778621109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6649834185778621109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2583390811730566195</id><published>2009-02-01T22:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:55:57.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really angers me when I send my husband / best friend to war and listen to constant complaining from others either thier spouse didnt wash the dishes or "how difficult" thier mediocre life is. You have no idea what "difficult" is and beyond that in the book of life, how important is the arguement of who washed the last load of dishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2583390811730566195?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2583390811730566195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2583390811730566195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2583390811730566195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2583390811730566195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-really-angers-me-when-i-send-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3458162035177299690</id><published>2009-01-07T20:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:20:31.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people send me the same text more than once when I don't reply. I GOT YOUR TEXT. Did you ever think that maybe it didn't accidentally magically not go through and maybe I just DON'T LIKE YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3458162035177299690?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3458162035177299690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3458162035177299690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3458162035177299690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3458162035177299690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3916244717852248801</id><published>2009-01-02T17:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:46:17.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is my ex always enjoys taking crap out on me when everyone else does the same crap. I know its normal ex stuff, but I try to be nice, why can't he? And he totally shouldn't mess with people who could easily kick his ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3916244717852248801?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3916244717852248801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3916244717852248801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3916244717852248801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3916244717852248801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-my-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2555481994246257464</id><published>2008-12-30T12:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:28:31.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when people are too fake-nice to me, my guide dog, and my parents, or when people hold the door open for me but no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a human!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can act for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2555481994246257464?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2555481994246257464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2555481994246257464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2555481994246257464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2555481994246257464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3008539739416607735</id><published>2008-12-20T21:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:11:53.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when customers in McDonalds treat me as if I am a complete imbecile because I am cleaning their tables or serving them their fries. These a***holes, think that it is fair to assume that just because I work in McDonalds that I am stupid and have no qualifications. It is simply a part time job! Do people serving at a bar receive this type of rubbish? No. So why should I have to put up with it? I have 10 GCSEs, 3 A levels and I'm in my second year of uni, I simply work at McDonalds to survive financially!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3008539739416607735?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3008539739416607735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3008539739416607735' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3008539739416607735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3008539739416607735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-customers.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1678061709973500051</id><published>2008-12-04T23:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:39:51.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you tell me you think my best friend is hot.Then when i tell you its weird you tell me i'm hot and cute and beutifull and amazing and sexy yet tell me not to be TO jealous.Like serisouly wtf? do you want me to be jealous or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1678061709973500051?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1678061709973500051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1678061709973500051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1678061709973500051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1678061709973500051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-you-tell-me-you-think-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2977615550316061789</id><published>2008-11-28T07:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T07:40:15.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What REALLY pisses me off is when people add into their about me or information on facebook etc. that they "use really big words so get used to it." NO one really cares that you use big words, you clearly just wanted to drop that fact to make yourself seem smarter or cooler, either way that phrase alone made you sound ridiculous since you pretty much just dumbed it down by adding in "so get used to it." Stop thinking so highly of yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2977615550316061789?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2977615550316061789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2977615550316061789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2977615550316061789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2977615550316061789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1275556710487225336</id><published>2008-11-16T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:00:45.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it drives me NUTS when adults bring their loud, obnoxious, ornery, ill-behaved children around other adults. if your kids gonna act like the worlds biggest brat at home, thats fine, BUT... when adults are talking, dont let her interrupt and talk over everyone else. dont let her pick up anything and everything she wants to. dont let her crawl around on the floor in a public place, dont let her poke her fingers in other people's faces. and NEVER let her back-talk another adult. i'm posting my name so when i smack the mess out of your child, you'll know you've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krista, 20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1275556710487225336?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1275556710487225336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1275556710487225336' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1275556710487225336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1275556710487225336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-drives-me-nuts-when-adults-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-904076463348372137</id><published>2008-09-08T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:15:28.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything that has to do with driving pisses me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't use their turn signals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are in the right line going straight when I want to turn right on red, and won't scoot over so that I can get past them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who aren't aware that the left lane is the fast lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who drive too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who drive right next to each other so I can't pass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who cut me off or pull out in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who switch lanes without looking and almost side swipe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cops that pull me over for driving like a psycho!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-904076463348372137?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/904076463348372137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=904076463348372137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/904076463348372137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/904076463348372137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-that-has-to-do-with-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-8413575132874690633</id><published>2008-09-08T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:09:23.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people don't use common courtesy. While waiting to get into a classroom the other day, I held the door open for people passing through the hall so I wouldn't keep getting hit with it. I counted 32 people that walked through that doorway, and only 2 of them said thank you. Many people just looked at me like it was my job to hold the door for them, and when my classroom opened and I let go of the door, someone actually yelled out "Hey! Aren't you going to hold that open?" which I thought was rude. "Please" and "Thank you" are probably the most unused phrases in the English language now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-8413575132874690633?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/8413575132874690633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=8413575132874690633' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8413575132874690633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/8413575132874690633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-771778134384031720</id><published>2008-09-06T08:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:31:34.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, you are supposed to get in the other lane, as a courtesy to other drivers so they can make a safe entrance onto the highway. Oh and another thing is that that ramp is there for a reason. It it there to be able to get up to speed with other drivers so you don't cause a pile up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-771778134384031720?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/771778134384031720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=771778134384031720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/771778134384031720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/771778134384031720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/09/actually-you-are-supposed-to-get-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-7768760182200606512</id><published>2008-09-02T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:23:06.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really pisses me off that i can't trust anyone and i doubt every relationship I've been in "is this all a big joke" "i can't tell them anything, they'll use it against me"It pisses me off that I don't trust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-7768760182200606512?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/7768760182200606512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=7768760182200606512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7768760182200606512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/7768760182200606512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-really-pisses-me-off-that-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2176911754325342516</id><published>2008-08-25T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:10:27.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really abhor when people who have a perfectly fine life complain 24/7, or say they're clinically depressed when they obviously aren't. My best friend does this whenever something doesn't go her way. Her mom wouldn't pay her cellphone bill and she went on and on about how all the bad things happen to her and she should just die and etc. There's bigger problems than that, dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2176911754325342516?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2176911754325342516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2176911754325342516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2176911754325342516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2176911754325342516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-really-abhor-when-people-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3874968971567874458</id><published>2008-08-20T22:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:15:43.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when this specific guy acts like complete jerk to me, he's always the one who calls me up and asks me out on a date and then expects me to pay for myself, hold doors for him, and put up with arrogant, ignorant comments that he makes not only about other people but about me as well. Next time he calls, i'm so hitting the ignore button!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3874968971567874458?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3874968971567874458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3874968971567874458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3874968971567874458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3874968971567874458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-4307464909236308209</id><published>2008-08-08T17:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T17:15:56.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when people come out to eat, get great service, and tell you how great you are as a server and then, don't tip. wtf. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-4307464909236308209?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/4307464909236308209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=4307464909236308209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4307464909236308209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4307464909236308209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5785139284174032067</id><published>2008-08-08T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T17:14:25.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when you make comments and think there funny like, "my other girlfriend." Well , it's not funny. You know I'm insecure and I can't block that crap out.  Stop being a jerk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5785139284174032067?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5785139284174032067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5785139284174032067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5785139284174032067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5785139284174032067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-you-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6932177887148195411</id><published>2008-08-06T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:09:04.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3.25 sucks.....not even honor roll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6932177887148195411?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6932177887148195411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6932177887148195411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6932177887148195411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6932177887148195411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/08/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-247036748368719017</id><published>2008-07-19T15:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:47:11.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What drives me crazy is when my sister insists on describing to me in great detail every little developement in the relationships among her friends. Nevermind that I've only ever seen half of them much less could match the name with the face. Nevermind that when I try to talk about *my* friends she doesn't even pretend to listen, or in a few cases, is actively hostile toward them. Is it so much to ask that she at least behave the way she expects me to behave when the situation is reversed?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-247036748368719017?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/247036748368719017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=247036748368719017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/247036748368719017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/247036748368719017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-drives-me-crazy-is-when-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3643165127708824767</id><published>2008-07-17T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:16:20.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mother pisses me off. If she's not neurotic, I don't know what is. She can't have any fun at all. She barks out orders constantly. She works herself into sickness, and, when she's on the medicine and still feeling bad, she goes back to work! If there are just a few dishes on the sink, and we are running late, she will stop us in whatever state of leaving we are in and order us to finish the dishes.She is incapable of holding on to things, either. She just gave away her wedding dress and commands us to throw away things that have meaning to us. It's authoritarian at my house. I can't stand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3643165127708824767?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3643165127708824767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3643165127708824767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3643165127708824767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3643165127708824767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mother-pisses-me-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-4910189076335331708</id><published>2008-07-15T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:37:18.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when people wave poor behaviour in everyone's noses and feel they are unapproachable, because it's THEM doing it... so therefore everyone around them must certainly be OK with it. They are so self-centered they can't see past their own noses ... nor do they care to. If they could see that far,they might see the REAL world DOESN'T revolve around their arrogant asses, and then they might actually have to be accountable as human beings and consider what is good for other people besides themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-4910189076335331708?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/4910189076335331708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=4910189076335331708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4910189076335331708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4910189076335331708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6377711108714086232</id><published>2008-07-15T21:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:28:14.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate when the other kids in my high school won't shut up and behave. Is it really that hard to be quiet when the teacher demands it? Is it really that hard to follow directions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6377711108714086232?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6377711108714086232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6377711108714086232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6377711108714086232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6377711108714086232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-when-other-kids-in-my-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-1038769607377402154</id><published>2008-07-15T21:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:27:41.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really pisses me off when idiots can't yield when they're merging onto the highway. I've almost been killed several times by these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-1038769607377402154?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/1038769607377402154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=1038769607377402154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1038769607377402154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/1038769607377402154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-really-pisses-me-off-when-idiots.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-3586740273698264753</id><published>2008-06-23T22:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:05:56.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate when people send documents by email that aren't properly formatted to print.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-3586740273698264753?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/3586740273698264753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=3586740273698264753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3586740273698264753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/3586740273698264753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-hate-when-people-send-documents-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5832627499723072180</id><published>2008-06-02T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:45:09.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get so angry when kids who cheat on every assignment get better grades than me on the tests. That's ok now though, so long, high school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5832627499723072180?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5832627499723072180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5832627499723072180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5832627499723072180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5832627499723072180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-get-so-angry-when-kids-who-cheat-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-2639084118353099486</id><published>2008-06-02T00:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:07:47.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is that everyone keeps calling me "the good girl". Really, come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a 3.215 and am on NHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a good girl. I've screwed up before. I've messed up more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP CALL ME A GOOD GIRL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-2639084118353099486?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/2639084118353099486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=2639084118353099486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2639084118353099486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/2639084118353099486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-5696105335655590139</id><published>2008-05-31T19:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:16:40.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when super skinny people, say they're fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut the f-up and eat a sandwich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-5696105335655590139?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/5696105335655590139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=5696105335655590139' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5696105335655590139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/5696105335655590139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-super-skinny-people-say-theyre-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-264341489753151503</id><published>2008-05-29T06:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T06:09:22.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What really pisses me off is when I have to be around control freaks. I have this friend and sometimes she is great but if you don't do what she wants or agree with her 100% you are DEAD. That is not friendship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-264341489753151503?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/264341489753151503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=264341489753151503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/264341489753151503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/264341489753151503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-really-pisses-me-off-is-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-6486250370404210301</id><published>2008-05-20T19:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:59:24.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When people park over two parking spaces. Learn to park properly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-6486250370404210301?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/6486250370404210301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=6486250370404210301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6486250370404210301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/6486250370404210301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-people-park-over-two-parking.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862459158635743389.post-4941483570654780753</id><published>2008-05-13T23:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:28:47.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When people write checks in the express checkout lane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862459158635743389-4941483570654780753?l=whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/feeds/4941483570654780753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=862459158635743389&amp;postID=4941483570654780753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4941483570654780753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/862459158635743389/posts/default/4941483570654780753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatreallypissesmeoffis.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-people-write-checks-in-express.html' title=''/><author><name>Online Blog</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
