A good friend of mine did this in his journal, so i thought it would be fun to do it in mine. ^^

Guess what I hate: I hate doctors. Buncha rich douche bags who can find out whats wrong with someone. You went to school, you have the technology...what's the problem?

I hate: People at your goddamn job who sit on their ass all shift while you bust your ass getting stuff done so you can go home at a decent hour.

I hate: The same people who sat on their ass all shift, turning around and trying to tell you YOU were the one sitting around doing nothing.

I hate: Getting inspiration at some horrible hour where I don't have the energy to write it, draw it...whatever

I hate: "OMG so lyke i was w8ing for J tday lol" Enough said.

I hate: People who talk like that above, in a roleplay or something.

I hate: Being bored.

I hate: Having to end this halfway through to go to work for four hours and work with the biggest beeotch eva! But work is good, maybe I'll think of more things i hate ^^

I hate: Her. She doesn’t have a name, it’s like saying Macbeth in a theatre…you just don’t do it. But she is the meanest, bitchiest, most self absorbed whore on this planet. She called us all retards today. Each and every day she finds a way to make everyone else’s day horrible. She’s been fired, she’d been suspended, but she’s still around. She just wont die. Got mad at me because I was making more then two sandwiches at once, got mad because I didn’t know how many I was supposed to do at a time. I’m sorry I can’t remember things that happened a month ago, I have more important things to worry about.

I hate: America. Your President is a retard and you presidential candidates are a joke. Sometimes I hate being your northern neighbour.

I hate: Males (most of them). They suck. They don’t know when to give up, they don’t pick up on hints, they get mad because you’re mad and then they try and make you feel guilty.

I hate: Being a female. Bra’s, periods, boobs, the obsession to be perfect. Perfect hair, perfect nails, body. Gimme a penis and let me beltch, fart and scratch my ass in public.

I hate: Perfectionists. Who cares if things aren’t perfect? No one, that’s who.

I hate: Optimists. Life sucks, there is no golden lining.

I hate: Being called a Jedi. I’m not as Jedi. Jedi suck. They have a screwed up code, they exapect everyone to be emotionless little robots.