Saturday, January 26, 2008

I HATE

People say, count your blessings. I say, fuck that. Like that's gonna help with anything.

Therefore I say, count the things you hate!

I HATE STUDYING THINGS THAT I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT

I HATE LIVING LIKE A ZOMBIE

I HATE THE ENGLISH COURSE THAT I'M TAKING RIGHT NOW (I DON'T hate English, but I'll get there if this stupid dumbfucked course pushes the buttons too much)

I HATE BEING DEPRESSED

I HATE HAVING TO DO THIS FOR 1 MORE YEAR, OR MAYBE EVEN 4 TO 5 YEARS.

I HATE THAT I DUNNO WTF AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE

I HATE BEING IN A 'SCHOLARS CLASS'

I HATE THAT THERE'LL BE 2 PTMs THIS YEAR

I HATE HIGH EXPECTATIONS

I HATE NORMS (e.g. girls should always be sweet, well-mannered and gentle wtf. I SAY FUCK THATTTT.)

I HATE MYSELF

I HATE STUDYING THINGS THAT I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT, AND HAVING TO SCORE AT THEM

I HATE THAT I'LL PROBABLY LET THEM DOWN

I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO BE WHO I WANNA BE

I HATE NOT KNOWING WHO I AM

I HATE INSECURITIES

I HATE GROWING UP TOO SOON

I HATE NOT BEING ABLE TO DO WHAT I LIKE

I HATE MY INABILITY TO STAY HAPPY

I HATE PEER PRESSURE

I HATE THAT THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS THAT I HATE

I HATE THAT THERE'S NOWHERE TO VENT ALL THESE PENT UP HATRED AND RESENTMENT

I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE!!!!!!!

RAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

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By the way, recently I discovered this blog, http://cupofbittercoffee.blogspot.com/ and a post that just really suits me right now.

Title? "UGAARRHH!!"

Content?
"UUUURRAAAAWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I HAAATTEEE MYY COLLEEGEEE LIFFFEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee !!!!"

With a photo that just, SAYS IT ALL.

HAHAHAHA SERIOUSLY THAT IS SO ME RIGHT NOW!!! I HAATTEEE MYY COLLEGEEE LIFFEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee TOO!!!!! RAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWRRRRRR!!!

He's like the male version of me!!!

Except that I'm not as into heavy metal and I'm not as hardass.
HAHA. Me likey rock 'n' roll bebeh!!!

And I don't play the drums. Or any sort of musical instrument, for that matter.

And I don't have an industrial piercing.

And I haven't dyed my hair before. And I don't have a kickass girlfriend. And... blablabla..

Er... OK, so maybe he isn't the male version of me after all. Heh.

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