Dokie tagged me and since I am new to social blogging, I’m actually giving this my time of day. Hehe. I used to be a blogger in recluse so…
It’s supposed to be about ten things that I hate so here goes…
FOOD: Leftovers from YESTERDAY!
FRUITS: Rambutan. I hate having to go through so much trouble just to eat a little part of it only to go through the same trouble of opening it and eating so little again. I mean, yeah, you can actually just squeeze it all out in one sweep then help yourself to seeds disguised in a thin film of not so heavenly goodness. Where’s the fun in there?
VEGGIES: I’m headed towards a healthier diet so I can’t think of any veg that I hate.
PEOPLE: Holden would scorn these people alongside moi–phonies! Hypocrites. I can think of so many things to describe people that I hate but they all lead to this one word–hypocrites! Especially those who are connected to anything religious. I don’t have anything against honest to goodness believers of various gods, in fact, I admire those who proclaim their faith for all the world to see and hear. But only to those who really mean and live by what they preach. Ok? Nuff said.
I specifically hate gay and philandering priests who hide under their cassocks! Jeez!
I also DON’T LIKE girly-girls. Well, at least not right away for some. I’m not boyish and yeah, I say yuck and eww every now and then but I hate the cheerleadery girly-girly-girls who act like they’re god’s gift to men and that other women are yucky because they’re not like them. I have girly girl friends who are really the real deal but there’s less than 5 of them–the rest? They’re like the rest of them!
Judgmental fools who feel like other people are low-lives because they do some faux pas. Those goody-two-shoes who give shoes a bad name.
One more thing, I hate people who complain a lot without doing anything to contribute to make the world a better place.
EVENT/SITUATION/INCIDENT: I hate being talked to the moment I wake up. I also hate being rushed into doing something or going somewhere. I hate being rushed. PERIOD. People who know me, and love me, know I’m perennially late so no one bothers me with it. That’s one reason why I refuse to work in the corporate world anymore. And no, I don’t want to work in the government. I know I can get away with being late, even being absent for a million days, but I can’t live with myself if I would be in that situation. No offense to the people in the government service who work their as*es off just to make our lives a tad easier but no, I’m off-topic already!
And I hate parties where I have to dress up, unless I’m in the mood for it, which is uber-rare.
TV SHOWS/MOVIES: Still Breathing with Brendan Fraser. You know those movies that make your head hurt a lot but you can’t sleep through them and you can’t even get out of the theater, or turn off the DVD player, as the case may be.
I also hate really scary movies–well, only when I watch them alone.
Wowowee–the host, the format, the dancers, the phoniness.
PBB–I used to loooove Laurenti Dyogi but he can’t help but go mainstream and then downstream.
MUSIC: Novelty songs that refuse to get off my mind. Those songs that you hate but out of the blue you hear yourself sing–lyrics memorized and all?!
HOUSEHOLD CHORES: Picking up after others.
THINGS AROUND THE WORLD: Not things but people. Things don’t just happen. They become so because of people who manipulate everything for a myriad of selfish reasons. I don’t have anything against people who do things for their own gain but if involves stepping on others’ toes, that’s something else.
One more thing–APATHY. It’s a disease that’s growing faster by the millisecond.
THINGS ABOUT MYSELF: I have a bad temper. My mother told the househelp when I came home after a five-year hiatus (read: attempt at independence), “when she’s good, she’s really good but mess with her and you’ll see hell coz when she’s bad, she’s really bad.”
I rarely forget bad things that people do to me. I can easily forgive and when I do say I feel fine about things, I sincerely do so.