People Who Are Having A Worse Day Than You

As those of you who know me personally can attest, I tend to see the glass as completely empty. But I think that it is important that we all take time every day during our stupid white girl problems to remember that there is always someone out there who is having a worse day than us. And don't pretend you don't know what white girl problems are. Losing the remote. Accidentally eating 4 almonds instead of the healthy portion of 3 a day. Being forced to wear Victoria's Secret fashion leggings because all of our VS yoga leggings are dirty. So next time you get your panties in a twist because your life totally sucks ever since you finished all of the One Tree Hill episodes on Netflix, take a gander at this list.

Anyone with a tattoo of an ex's name. Bonus points if you have an ex's face.

Any high school white girl whose monogram sucks. There has to be at least one person who's monogram is "LOL". Let that sink in. When Lindsey Lee Oldham's parents were naming her back in 1997, they had no idea that monograms would become so huge. Luckily, her best friend Penelope Sarah Martin shares her aversion to monograms.

Anyone who got their hopes up when they saw that Lilo & Stitch was coming on Disney channel only to realize it was the series, not the movie.

Anyone who didn't see the "Wet Paint" sign until it was too late.

Anyone with a tattoo that is spelled wrong.

Anyone who woke up early to go to a class that got cancelled. 

The person whose job is telling Mariah Carey that she's beautiful.

Any white person currently trying and failing to dance.

Anyone who had their zodiac sign tattooed on their body before the zodiac calendar shifted a few years ago. There has to be at least one person with the wrong zodiac sign tattooed on their body.

Anyone who is at a concert with Taylor Swift and sees her trying to dance.

Any of the approximately 6.9 billion people who don't live in America. Sucks for them.

Anyone who has ever made it on a "one hit wonder" list.

Anyone who is friends with me and has to deal with me bursting into song for no apparent reason at least thrice daily.

Gunther.

Anyone who is running right now or has ran ever.

Anyone with a mullet (I'm looking at you Chase.)

and finally...
Any of the over 7 billion people out there who have never heard of this blog. Poor, unfortunate souls.