I Hate.....

I hate being poor and still expected to dress like my peers, pay all my medical bills, and afford the latest bullcrap.

I hate spending my time genuinely helping someone with a problem only to have them come back to me days later with the same problem because they refused my advice or were lazy.

I hate people who try too hard. For instance I know a woman who is an artist like myself, but she has thrown herself into that bohemian "art is spiritual" lifestyle that makes her an awful teacher for her classes because she doesn't correct anything. She throws Solstice parties, drinks copious amounts of wine, and leeches off local artists just so she can say they're friends. She tried taking credit for my talent because I was the only good student in her figure drawing classes. She basically tried so hard to fit some ridiculous view of an artist that she's fake.

I hate people who make race an issue when it never was.

I hate those who just quote the bible as a response to your problems.

I hate the people that use Facebook as a way to passive aggressively tell off someone or some people constantly or complain about their own children yet post a million photos of them with captions like "isn't she cute? I love my babies!" And yes I de-friend those people.

I hate the ER.

I hate that people stare at me because I have a shaved head with looks of disgust more than the woman twice my size in clothes meant for someone who's a size 6 with B cup breasts.

I hate the expectations society puts on holidays.

I hate people who think they know me just because I talked for 5 minutes about myself. No, you can't recommend a greeeeeat meditation CD that will work better than my psych meds, no you can't explain away my problems like you're Dr. Phil and no you can't give me relationship advice. Buzz off.

I hate most vegetables which makes it hard to eat healthier. I find lettuce tastes like grass. And yes I've tasted grass.

I hated all the year I wore khaki uniform pants and I had a heavy period. That's just cruel.

I hate people who let their kids do anything with no supervision and then turn around a raise cain when they're hurt.

I'd go on but I'm sure someone will come up behind me and say I'm way negative or I overused the word "hate". No... no I didn't. I'm an angry person towards a lot of things. I dislike a lot more, but I hate plenty.

Well I hate when my ice cream melts too fast, drips all over, and I have to choose between saving my dignity or my ice cream

I hate, dislike, whatev, the dude outside my bedroom window in his obnoxiously loud dodge diesel revving his engine, just cause it makes him feel cooler than he already is, and if he wakes up my kids, I may have to show him how cool he is with the back of my hand, phew. Some people's kids....

An addendum to "I hate chub rub":

I hate that in order to have zero chafe I would have to have a kind of gross-looking thigh gap my ex-boyfriend referred to as "coke legs," yet without coke legs I will always have chub rub.

I have noticed that the more weight I lose, the longer I can walk before the rub becomes a problem, though.

i hate applying sunscreen
it takes FOREVER!

Mist-on sunscreen is your friend.

I hate mist-on sunscreen. $10 a bottle = 2 applications.

I hate that I'm so negative!

I hate when people overreact to the word hate.

I hate the stupid math teacher who called me stupid and told me to drop out of his class. Actually it might be more than hate....

I hate that lbm1iam gets chub rub

Life is too short! All you haters give all us "glass half full" kind of peope something to do! Why hate when you can laugh ~ Love ~ enjoy! Energy better spent finding what you like instead of what you don't...just sayin'

Let me enjoy the p*ss in my cheerios, thanks. You can enjoy yours with milk.