Transport drives me crazy. I find myself on this constant conveyor belt and the planes, buses, traffic jams, ugh.
Any filmmaker would want to make something that can still be seen without someone saying, "Ugh that was repulsing, offensive, don't bother visiting it 2nd time. "
My kids, they're always embarrassed when my voice shows up in something. I took them to Inside Out, and my voice comes in, and they were like, "Ugh, Dad, what are you doing? Get out of there. "
I come from one of these hideous backgrounds where being sincere is like - ugh, you might as well kill yourself.
I'm just very body-conscious. Sometimes I'm really proud that I don't look like other pop stars. But there's also moments where I'm like, 'Ugh, I wish I had abs like Bieber. '
Like most people, you listen to yourself on the phone or an answering machine and you're like, 'Ugh. ' So to do something with just your voice is hard.
. . . Where did you go?” “Down below. ” “Ugh,” she said. “I’ve heard they’re little better than animals. ” Funny. I thought the same thing about most Topsiders I encountered. Tegan touched my hand in silent sympathy, and I set my jaw. . . . I stepped forward and pasted on a false smile. We were in her home, after all. The least I could do was be polite. “I’m Deuce, animal from the underground.
Ugh! Erin. You have a one-track mind. " She smiled deviously. "I prefer to think of it as target-driven.
I am so spoiled. I cannot watch a show where it gets interrupted for ads. I have to TiVo it and skip through the ads, because the culture of advertising is so false and phony that I just. . . ugh, you know?
I hated high school. Ugh. I couldn't wait until it was over so I could sleep in. In college, I made sure all my classes were in the afternoon. I hated getting up in the morning.
I am surprised at the way people seem to perceive me, and sometimes I read stories and hear things about me and I go "ugh. " I wouldn't like her either. It's so unlike what I think I am or what my friends think I am.
In snowboarding, you're constantly aware that people are so technically brilliant at what they do, and you feel like, "Ugh, I'll never be able to do that. "
I don't know that there was a moment, like one specific moment where I was like "Ugh. Now what do I do?" I was just always like, "I'm just in here and if I have to fight with myself or ask for help or just be lost for a little while, but I'm just going to keep looking. " Because music was all I had.
I will say that going to these meetings and things, you know, I thought that, you know, be in a room with a bunch of drunk people. Ugh! I can't do that. And the truth is, it is the cheapest therapy that you could ever get. You're in a group of people that are from all walks of life, you know. Some guy that's got, you know, construction stuff on and dust still on, to a person that's the CEO of a company. And it's a common - it's a common abyss that you shared.
I hate caviar. Ugh! The freebase of food!
For the most part, yeah, I'm happy with my body, but there are days when I'm like, 'Ugh! Really? Why is it so hard to fit into my jeans?' That's when I say to myself, 'I look this way because I'm supposed to. If we all looked the same, we'd be boring.
I was the offbeat character that had to kiss the offbeat boys and, ugh, some of the boys they brought in. There was one boyfriend in particular, we had to climb a mountain, and he was just weird and awful, and I hated it. So the producers left a big bag of Hershey Kisses after that taping saying, "Here are some kisses you will actually enjoy. Thanks for doing this. " Isn't that so nice?
Ill-fitted T-shirts stretched over a gut are my pet hate. And if the colour's faded - ugh.
Therefore. Ergo. Erg. Argh. Ugh.
I am. I am, I exist, I think, therefore I am; I am because I think, why do I think? I don't want to think any more, I am because I think that I don't want to be, I think that I. . . because. . . ugh!
