I hate that my mom is going to be here in two days.
I hate that Christy is coming.
I hate that my dad pulled an impressive prank on my mom and reserved her a hotel room at the HOOTERS hotel in Vegas.
I hate Gilmore Girls. and One Tree Hill.
I hate Katy Perry and her damn witty lyrics and catchy melodies.
I hate that my roomates are so damn funny.
I hate the word Damn. Damn,damn, damn.
I hate it when deer frolick in the meadow, when children laugh, or when old people get frisky.
I hate Shia Lebouf.
I hate that my roomies are such amazing singers. Damn hippies.
I hate ice cream sandwiches from Trader Joes.
I love that my Constitutional Law paper is still not done.
I love that my clothes were drenched in sweat today because of global warming (Sarah Palin)
I love that all my roomates are not political and I can't have stimulating talks with them about the economy, environment, or the presidential candidates because all they do is mess around on facebook and cuss each other out and then I end up talking to myself.
Note:
October 1st is opposite day