Thursday, October 29, 2009

my hates are

I hate the Metro-pushing-wont leave me alone-in my face-no thanks-people, that roam the streets of Dublin in the early hours of Monday to Friday mornings.

I hate every lad magazine that glorify women's sexy bits.

I hate pescetarians.

I hate Westlife's cover of "The Rose".

I hate funerals.

I hate all computer animated films, except anything PIXAR.

I hate when people play with their food.

I hate when my sister is on the fucking computer stopping me from been on the computer.

I hate when I have to turn down the music and I hear myself!

I hate fakeness but still love "The City".

I hate when blackout/I cannot remember.

I hate liking and not being liked back.

I hate when somebody puts a cigarette bud on the ground when there is a cigarette bin a few steps away from them.

I hate people's hate on anything Britney related.

I hate documentation and giving report.

I hate when I'm in the dog house.

I hate being moneyless and knowing I have to be moneymore.

I hate when Friends comes on and you realize it's from season 6 or onwards.

I hate when pegs ruin my clothes on the clothesline.

I hate cats.

I hate Perez.

I hate how I can't hit them Celine Dion high notes.

I hate being corrected.

I hate when tea is not Lyon's tea.

I hate that I keep typing 'ahte' when all I want to type is 'hate'.

I hate that my boredom has led to my hates