Monday, September 12, 2005

i hate...

..mondays. sunday nights too in fact.

fish. cos they're slimy.

which means, i hate brinjals and anything in slimy gravy. with the exception of sambal ladyfingers tho.

snails. cos they're slimy too. slugs, worms, yada yada.

people who push their ways into the mrt when i'm trying to step out. i push them back.

rainy mornings when i have to get to work.

cold.

strawberry ice cream. and maybe vanilla ice cream.

long john's silver.

gassy drinks cos they make my throat hurt.

being taken for granted. well, who likes it..

durians and cheese, mozarella cheese, especially in crusted pizza.

being not out in the open and enjoying the sun.

speaking to clients who do not understand me and i don't understand their language either, but insists i help them. hates it even more when they think i SHOULD help them cos i'm in the service line, and speaks in a condescending tone. hello, i may not understand fully what you're speaking, tones are however universal. dumb ass.

my luck sometimes. cos i never get to win anything in card games when there're bets.

people who think they're good looking (when they're not). you can see it in their eyes, and the way they look (down) on other people.

pimples.

my periods.

being exploited.

...myself at times.

(prolly pms-ing right now. grouchy. or maybe it's my work.)

there are more. i realise.

dirty old men molesting women with their hungry lustful eyes. yucks. poke their eyes.

even worse, those that make it really obvious.

flying cockroaches.

morning crowds. it's a time when social distances do not matter to anyone in singapore.

poodles. look like high-class bitches.

sphinx cats. scarily hairless.

spiders.

my back.

medicine. panadols.

milo that tastes like mud.

malt.

buns' fillings.

cream in between biscuits.

cream on cakes.

clowns.

real-like dolls.

it when i recognize a familiar song playing in a shop or at a mall, but can't put a finger to the title.

days when i feel ugly and when i just want to hide.

days.. days like these.. days like today... WHEN I'M FEELING BLOODY SICK.

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