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March 10: trumpery

Sometimes I feel like acquaintanceship relationships are only so much trumpery and nonsense. Make it real or leave me out of it.

BOLD WHAT YOU AGREE WITH

(and just for fun, I'll italicize those statements about which I disagree completely)

I hate football.
I hate stubbing my toe.
I hate when people say "that's gay."
I hate when you get all ready and your plans fall through.
I hate when you go on someone's Xanga page and all they have taken are bolding surveys. --[does anyone have Xanga anymore?]
I hate it when people don't just say hi to you when they see you but they wait until they get home and text you saying "I saw you.."
I hate when people comment on what I wear.
I hate when people remind me of things. --[I'm starting to wonder why The Cat chooses surveys and quizzes that clearly were written by 10-y-o girls...]
I hate when I wake up early and still manage to run late.
I hate when people friendly-punch me.
I hate when people tell me what to do.
I hate when people try and give advice but never take it.
I hate when people call themselves fat (when they're obviously not).
I hate when my mom tells me what to do.
I hate how people are going to be bolding 90% of this survey.
I hate when I listen to the radio and all the stations go to commercials at the same time.
I hate car air-fresheners. --[if you're doing something in a car often enough that it requires CONSTANT freshening, please see a doctor and/or psychologist. Skip the artificial scent.]
I hate when you go to buy something at the store and you think it's on sale and when you get to register...it's not.
I hate when people touch my feet; like WTF? --[...LOL...]
I hate when people think blue eyes only look good on people with blond hair.
I hate basketball.
I hate snobby people.
I hate when you see homeless people on the side of the road and they are in their twenties and have no reason why they can't be working at burger king or something. --[...thus revealing an awesome awareness of not only the economy, but also social and medical conditions in this country]
I hate the smell of the doctor's office.
I hate when people scream like idiots at the TV when watching sports. --[that would be me.]
I hate people who smoke weed non-stop.
I hate sleeping with a fan blowing on me.
I hate washing laundry.
I hate pasta.
I hate when old people act like bitches.
I hate when people make you feel bad for them.
I hate when people wear PJ's in public. --[yeah, that's a double-hate. GROW UP and show some self-respect. UGH.]
I hate when people are covered in tattoos.
I hate when people raise their kids telling them pink is girl and blue is boy.
I hate the smell of vanilla candles.
I hate pac/sun (the store).
I hate Nike sneakers.
I hate when people are snobby over the Internet because they have a popular website.
I hate Tumblr famous kids.
I hate Katy Perry as a person, but her music is fun.
I hate going to bed early.
I hate my hair color.
I hate Nicole Richie. --[not a fan - since, really, what does she "do"? - but "hate" seems too strong a word]
I hate when people take the Internet too seriously.
I hate when people WRITE IN ALL CAPS.
I hate when people T4Lk Lyk3 Di$.
I hate when people act ghetto but are from nice neighborhoods.
I hate swimming.
I hate lakes, and think they are dirty.
I hate talking on the phone. --[once again: not a fan but it's not quite "hate"]
I hate when people call your house and don't speak the same language and get mad when you can't understand them. --[only when it's because someone's made presumptions based on, like, a last name or something, and then get obnoxious when that person doesn't respond in the way they expect. It's the same in person, though.]
I hate how much attention K!m K*rd*sh!*n gets.  --[she's welcome to hie off to that island {with her entourage} where Tom Cruise and his ilk belong, to just be off the radar for a while. Like, forever.]
I hate when people have friend-lock activated on their Xangas.
I hate how packed the Apple Store is.
I hate grocery shopping.
I hate the movie The Notebook. --[I haven't seen it, but I'm guessing this would be true.]
I hate amusement parks.
I hate the summer heat.
I hate when people run from bees like it's the end of the world.
I hate Justin Bieber. --[...or, perhaps the phenomenon that surrounds him. I find him talentless and pale.]
I hate my job.

[part six of many--from The Cat, who got it here; the title quotation is by Edmund Spenser]