Things That Creep Me Out

I really have to stop talking to Lex....
Earlier rant put aside, *sigh* I've been... tagged?... or something again.

I have to tell you things that creep me out, "at least five", and I can't just say murderers or stalkers or whatever (like a majority of you guys! :D Yes, I just called you a stalker! Yes you, there, reading my blog but never saying anything to me!).

1. Toilets. I'm not afraid to admit this one. THINK of how many people use even the toilet in your house, and what they do in/on it. You know, when toilets flush, they spray germs everywhere if you don't close the lid? Toilets are DISGUSTING, but as a human in this society, it's a necessity to use them.

2. Cotton balls. Not getting into it, but my mom has to buy me these, like, cotton round things, they're like disks. Cotton balls... just don't ask.

3. Microphones. I have a fear of microphones. Like, a big one. Not those little stage microphones that they clip onto your costume in a play, but the bigass ones that need stands. Again, just... don't ask.

4. Clothing that hasn't been washed. Just ew. Unhygenic and disgusting.

5. Time. The feeling of not having enough. A girl died here recently in a car crash. She was eighteen. Her sister's eye socket is crushed. It's gross just to think about. But her sister was here one second, and gone in the next. Eighteen. Humans are finite. We're definitely not indestructible.... Anything can happen at any time. We're never particularly safe, either. Americans, remember the Cumberlain massacre? Cassie Bernall ("Do you believe in God? Written on the bullet.... And Cassie pulled the trigger."), Rachel Joy Scott.... Can you imagine? Us humans have limited time. And here I sit, waisting time away, blogging.

Random facts time!

The quote I put earlier with Cassie is from Cassie by Flyleaf. If you don't know it, I suggest looking up the Rolling Stone acoustic version, but that's just me.

People are always preaching about saving water. The thing is, water circulates. It's called the water cycle. My third grade cousin can tell you this. We're all drinking dinosaur and human pee. Get over it.

I had more, but I forget it, so....

~Caffeine requiring KK, Somewhere, USA.