Heidi Montag & Spencer Pratt
I put these two together because they're practically inseparable and equally annoying. Heidi is all around fake, and Spencer is just a jerk. Their fake poses for the paparazzi aren't fooling anyone.

Kanye West
He's arrogant and thinks way too highly of himself. Not to mention he's always quick to call out "racism" when he doesn't win something. Two thumbs down for Kanye, and if I had more thumbs, those would be down too.

Amy Winehouse
Her hair and makeup is atrocious and she's a druggie. I can't see how someone would even like someone like her.

Perez Hilton
He makes fun of celebrities and yet he wants to be one. This guy gets on my last nerve.

Pamela Anderson
She's trashy and not as hot as she thinks she is. I wish she would just go away.

Michael Jackson
He's a freak. I can't even believe he still has fans. His face looks like a skeleton, and his voice annoys me so much!

Kid Rock
I like some of his music, I admit, but he looks like a pedophile. He's also a stoner from what I understand.

Andy Dick
His last name is Dick for a reason, because he's a dick. If I ever saw this guy in real life, I would punch his bitch ass out.

Julia Roberts
I feel kind of bad for putting Julia on this list considering she's way better than anyone on here. However, I have just never been a fan of hers.

Kim Kardashian
Every time I turn around there is Kim Kardashian flaunting her huge ass at the camera. I am sick of seeing her. She's like another Paris Hilton, famous for a stupid sex tape.

It was my sixth grade school year. I was sitting in science class not paying attention, as usual. Instead, my friend and I were drawing pictures with my colorful gel pens. I was holding a dark purple pen and sucking on the end of it. Who knows why I was sucking on the pen, but that's not the point. Before I even had time to realize what was happening, the inside of my mouth was covered with dark purple ink.

At that moment, I almost felt like throwing up. I spit some of it on the carpet, and with one hand covering my mouth, I ran to the nearest water fountain. I kept spitting and spitting, rinsing and rinsing. It seemed like the ink was never going to come out of my mouth. It was the most foul tasting of anything that's ever been put in my mouth.

Kids were huddled around the fountain laughing at the fact that my mouth was stained purple. A teacher came up to see what the fuss was about, and even he started snickering at my little incident. He told me to go to the nurse, who said I would be okay since the ink was non-toxic. Even she was amazed at the sight of my purple mouth. My lips, teeth, tongue, and everything was purple. I asked her if my mouth would be purple forever. Fortunately, my mouth returned to normal after a couple of days.

To this day I still remember it clearly. It was, after all, the first time I got inked. ;]

I used to love partying, but now the party scene just does not appeal to me. Wesley's sister is a bit of a party animal, and she wanted us to go to a party last night. I agreed to go because I figured Wesley wanted to, and I thought I could use a night out. However, just as I expected, I left feeling quite irritated.

It wasn't as crowded as I thought it would be, but it was still pretty rowdy. People were playing beer pong, wrestling around on the floor, etc. I felt like I was in a game of dodgeball as I was trying not to get hit with flying balls, elbows, feet, and you name it. Some friends of mine from high school were there, but they barely even talked to me. In fact, hardly anyone talked to me. I felt really left out and I hate that feeling.

Everyone was drinking and a few people were drunk. My "friends" kept singing and all I wanted was them to shut up. I asked them to stop, and what do you know, they sing even louder. Lots of sexual talk was occurring, which I really didn't feel like hearing. I don't care who you want to have sex with or if you have blue balls. Keep that shit to yourself.

I have a bit of an anger problem, so when I get irritated I tend to want to tell someone off. I knew it would just make me look like an idiot, so I kept to myself. I asked one of the girls if she was having fun, and I told her I personally thought most of the behavior happening was pretty pathetic. Usually I'm not very outspoken, so I was surprised when I said that. I told her there is nothing fun about puking and being sexually assaulted, which are two things that have happened to me when I used to get very drunk. You know what she did? She busted out laughing. I couldn't believe it!

I was relieved when Wesley was ready to go. The only reason I went was for him, but I had a horrible time. I doubt I'll be going back. I will just stick to the people I'm close to and feel comfortable with.