Student Essay on Pet Peeves

In my mind, my thoughts of a pet peeve is, what exactly gets you irritated every time a certain thing happens. Pet peeves are what a person considers to be an annoyance to them, something that bothers every little hair on their body to which they cannot stand it anymore. Everyone has a an occurrence where they truly dislike their surrounding, something out of the blue makes them enraged with anger for a reason that can only be known by the person themselves.

When silence is beloved and needed it seems that, the loud and unkindly clamor of people speaking as one is hoping for peace is not working for the individual. The laughing and shouting throughout the time of focus and study, the whisper of voices a seat behind you and murmurs of parents saying "shh" to their young ones, brings the thought of annoyance; the bitterness of anger sparks inside waiting to be unleashed. Constant ongoing rumbles while a person is trying to pay attention to detail gets on your nerves. Concentrating is quite a hard thing to do especially when in the background nothing is silent. All is a ruckus and you feel so trapped up in frustration that you just cannot think or pay attention any more. The more this continues, the more you get irritated and just want to burst out your uncontrollable emotions. At times you get so aggravated, but all that you can do is nothing but go along with your environment that you are in. Fixed eyes follow the trace of letters that make up words in which you try to imagine pictures of what is going on, but instead you zone out and only focus on the noise that lurks around you. Rage is building up to where you just want to shout out " be quiet!" and just hope that they have enough kindness to stay quiet.

As for me when I try to study in my searing room all I hear are the screeches of import cars going down my street with the smell of scorched rubber. The loud beating of over sized speakers and amps, bump the trunk of cars as I sit to study the information that lie in front of me. The words are turning blurring for I have stared so long everything looks like ingredients in a blender all swirled up. While cousins are screaming and fighting down the hall, it is quite humid as I feel sweat droplets smoothly running down my forehead onto my cheek. Focusing is hard when all these distractions interfere with my studies. I try to watch a movie, but instead I feel popcorn thumping on my head, and little forces pushing the back of my seat. I take a turn and hear the giggles of small children laughing away. It bothers me but I can do nothing about it except get up and walk across the sticky floor where it makes that awful sound that the other people cannot withstand. Where is that humble silence when I need it most, and where are there no problems when I am trying to focus or pay attention; I think to myself. I only come up with the same pattern of problems. This right here is my pet peeve, why can I not find the peace I search for when I am trying to do something that requires my complete concentration.

This pet peeve of mine can be associated with a person who is disarming a bomb. Tension occurs as he tries to focus on the objective that could very well be the end of him as well as others. "Do I snip the red, blue, or yellow wire!"" frustration sparks in his mind as he tries to remember what exactly it is he needs to do, while twenty-four people which seems more like twenty-four hundred are screaming their lungs out in panic. Each and everyone yelling as he tries to memorize basic training he did two years ago, but as this ongoing interference continues, he sweats a gallon to the floor. This is a matter of life and death; everything depends on him. Its like he is carrying the whole world on his shoulders and if he makes one wrong step, all could fall and perish. There are the Sirens outside and helicopters hovering over the building all-awaiting to see if he fails or accomplishes his job. So many thoughts run through his mind, but he has to focus, if he does not, he will not have any more thoughts to run through his mind. He tries to get back to his main focus, blocking out all the disruptions, he remembers which wire to cut it's the blue one. As he snips it, he is hesitant because what if it's not, but with all thoughts aside he goes with his gut feeling. He sees something happening, the bomb is making a strange sound, but as he takes a closer look, the numbers has cut off. Relief breaks through every bone of his body, he can finally rest and take it easy knowing he did a good deed today. He walks out and hears the uproar of cheers as he is acclaimed a hero, but as he is walking out into the crowd, he hears a drop and before you know it he is on the floor and a loud pound is heard throughout the streets, he has realized that he had only completed half of the task. Luckily half the task was good enough to stop it from totally demolishing the building. With that happening his heart started beating faster but now he feels a sigh a relief and can continue being appraised by the people. Deep inside though, he knows that that mistake should not have happened, but he did what he could through all the distractions that he faced.

The word Pet peeve can be defined as a preferred annoyance, it is what causes a person to get upset with another just by the ways of a simple action. People are brought up different ways and people are taught all kinds of things, what make a pet peeve are the surroundings in my opinion, all causes of irritation are formed by others and are learned by what you are taught. Do not get me wrong, some pet peeves are just the way you are born, some things just bother a person because it just does, and there is no other way to explain it.. There are many different kinds of pet peeves, I suppose. There are ones that get you angry and upset, some that you think are just cruel and unusual, and then some that you cannot bare to see. Without pet peeves you would not be you, pet peeves are a part of you and make you who you are. If that were to change, people would always get along, and that would not be any fun because it would make the world a lot blander.

I believe pet peeves are simply created by the way a person is raised, what a person thinks is wrong or right is the way the person will interpret their environment.