aaaaah, yes. less typos.

I haven’t cut my nails for the longest time and they grew to about a quarter inch?  Yes, that’s long. I’m not one of those people who can live with those one inch plus nails. Yes, I’m talking to you “fashionable” people with the unnaturally long and creepy nails that you GLUE on. I mean, how the hell do you work with those things? & I see you working the cashier at Rite-Aid or something and how daintily you press the buttons because of your inability to hit the buttons full-on with your fingers. IT SLOWS ME DOWN. IT AFFECTS EVERYONE. I hate how you have to carefully put my items into a bag because it might just break your nails. And do guys really like those things? Because I’ll be single for life then. Those things are beyond the creepo-factor.

I was lazy to cut my nails. I didn’t care to cut them. That is, until I was furiously trying to type out my blog while juggling chatting with my friends and doing my accounting homework that I realized how many freaking typos I was making. Do you ever notice how your nail like slips on the keyboard keys or how you aren’t able to press the key full-on and how SLOW it is? I’m not the fastest, most accurate typer but I am pretty fair at it is. But even with quarter inch nails I found is hard to do everything I wanted. And plus, when I broke a nail, it was so painful because the nail was kinda stuck to my skin and…yea. I’m stop. Too gruesome.

 

So I cut them last night and now I am awesome. I can play piano again! xD