Sunday, February 10, 2008

Today

Today was so boring! I hate Sundays. I hate Nacogdoches. I hate being unproductive. I hate headaches. I hate boys who wear girl pants. I hate girls who wear mini skirts with ugg boots. I hate when people never update thier blog/website. I hate Valentine's day. I hate cell phones. I hate not having a car. I hate homework. I hate school. I hate food because it makes me fat. I hate when the mavericks lose. I hate when the mavericks play and I can't watch it. I hate when I prank call people and they don't answer the phone. I hate babies that smell bad. I hate people that smell bad. I hate people that steal things. I hate liars. I hate the truth. I hate coffee because it smells so good and tastes so bad. I hate vodka. I hate cranberry juice and vodka. I hate having a hangover because of cranberry juice and vodka. I hate when friends don't call you. I hate when they do call. I hate when I call somebody and they aren't doing anything interesting. I hate when people think they know me, or have me figured out in any way. I hate when you don't even know if someone is alive. I hate that my new fish will die just like my old fish did. I hate death. I hate when I run out of hot cocoa. I hate hemmoroids. I hate steroids. I hate the way people look at me while I'm doing crunches in the gym. I hate that I have hairy man feet. I hate that I have small boobs. I hate people with big boobs. I hate that Dirk Nowitzki is so sexy. I hate that guys that stalk me generally aren't (sexy that is). I hate stalkers. I hate that all of my writing will never be as good as Graham Greene's. I hate social workers because they are liars. I hate when things break. I hate the way it smells when my dad burns pop tarts. I hate that I'm getting older and older and older every second of the day. I hate biology. I hate people who teach biology. I hate hot boys in biology who are so hot. I hate loud ringtones. I hate hospitals. I hate blood that gets into my mouth. I hate Hello Kitty products that are expensive. I hate cavities. I hate root canals. I hate my big nose. I hate my fat fingers that can't type. I hate guys that have boners in the gym. I hate sluts. I hate guys that date sluts. I hate magicians. I hate magic. I hate mardi gras. I hate the way beer tastes. I hate people that tell my roommate that I do drugs. I hate people that send me 9849039834 messages on facebook when they know I gave it up for lent. I hate when I sit in the hallway and don't even see goldilocks.

I hate everything

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