Get over yourself
My sister has always told me, "You need to get over yourself." I hate it, because I know she's right. I know she uses the phrase mostly when I'm being a pain in the ass, when I'm stuck up or gloating, whining endlessly about Duke d-bags or the injustice of living a life sans Louis. But I'd rather she call me thunder thighs or tell me I am retarded. Those are criticisms I can work with; "getting over yourself," however, that's a feat.