Questions and Letters

Just some questions and some letters. Random, yes, but it's my blog and I'll do whatever the hell I want with it :-P

First, some questions I have: 

Why is it that every time you're in a hurry to get somewhere, you ALWAYS end up behind the ONE PERSON who wants to do exactly the speed limit or lower?

Why is it that every time you're having a good dream or you're finally getting some decent sleep for once, your alarm clock decides that it's time for you to get up?

And why is it that when you're having that amazing dream and you try to go back to sleep, you can't start the dream up again?

Why is it that you never seem to have enough money?

Why is it that you never seem to have enough sleep?

And why is it that when you've slept for an entire 12 hours straight, you STILL feel exhausted?

Why does it always seem to rain JUST AFTER you've washed the car the day before?

Why is it that when you turn on the radio during the afternoon, you hear more commercials for dumb s*** than you hear ACTUAL music, but at night, you hear more music than commercials, but they play all the songs you DON'T KNOW so you can't sing along with them?

Why is it that we reject those who love us and love those who reject us?

Why is it that us girls will gladly give our hearts away to a guy who doesn't want it, but lock our hearts up from the guy who DOES want it?

Why is it that you never get the guy you ACTUALLY want?

Why is it that there are NO GOOD MEN left in the world?

"Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a White Knight upon a fiery steed...?" (lyrics from "Holding Out For A Hero", originally sung by Bonnie Tyler)

And now, some letters:

Dear America,
Since you released the horror that is Miley Cyrus, we have decided to retaliate. Its name is Justin Bieber, and no one will be spared.
Sincerely, Canada.

Dear Canada,
Since the release of the Justin Bieber, we have come upon a much more evil weapon for our retaliation. Its called the Rebecca Black. Now no one is safe.
Sincerely, America.

Dear Abercrombie & Fitch,
Oh, I thought you were selling shirtless men...
Sincerely, misled.

Dear player,
We made so much sweet music last night that my g-string broke.
Sincerely, your violin.

Dear Life,
Thanks for the lemons, I made grape juice.
Sincerely, Chuck Norris.

Dear Perfect Boyfriend,
Welcome to the club.
Sincerely, Santa Clause, Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy.

Dear Abercrombie,
$100 for your jeans... How much for the guy wearing them?
Sincerely,
I'd buy that,

Dear Jellyfish,
I shall call you Squishy and you shall be mine and you shall be my Squishy.
Sincerely,
Dory.

Dear Cupid,
Okay, so you've hit me pretty hard... now what about him?
Sincerely,
Me.

Dear Love,
Please stop screwing me over. When you're ready for me, let me know. Until then...
F*** YOU!!!
Sincerely,
Me.

Dear Life,
You suck. Simple as that.
Sincerely,
Me.