Too Many Reasons for Trouble

This was originally a Facebook note from December 22, 2010

I hate creaking old houses, and I hate making noises when I walk. 

I hate cold rainy days and long romantic talks.

I hate when my hair chooses to be rebellious. 

I hate watching football, and I hate to be alone.

I hate feeling like an outsider.

I hate being around my friends when no one has anything to say. 

I hate when they don't get "no". 

I hate keeping secrets, and I hate when I can't know.

I hate when people hate good music. 

I hate when I put myself before others.

I hate when my friends hate my friends.

I hate when people don't give anyone a chance.

I absolutely hate first impressions.

I hate when people can't forgive.

I hate when people are over dramatic and I hate when they're up so high on their horse to get offended because "how dare they say that to ME."

I hate having to be patient, to the point of numbness.

I hate when my friends hate their parents. 

I hate hatred. I absolutely can't stand it.

Hate. I hate to say it. 

~Hatred is the biggest sin~

Playa be Hatin'