welcome to my world.

books.

i really like animals.

so when “water for elephants” film commercials came out on television, i was intrigued. 

however, when films come out that are based off of books, i prefer to read the story first so that i can compare the initial work to the remake.

so i ventured to barnes and noble - only to find Sara Gruen’s novel on the shelves with the cover portraying America’s sweetheart Reese Witherspoon and the famous teen-heart throb, vampire whats-his-name.

this is very irritating to me because it is just a marketing ploy to sell the book by using the film’s famous faces, instead of people actually seeing the original cover that the author had chosen - they are forced to read a book with Reese Witherspoon on the front, which pisses me off.

luckily, they had a few original cover copies, and i purchased on of those.

its a very good book so far, 17 pages in.

old people.

an older woman that i work with was reading her e-mail today when suddenly she turned to me and asked angrily, “what does ‘lol’ mean?”

i responsed “laughing out loud.”

she said, “oh! my sister keeps e-mailing me and throwing lol around and i keep thinking it means ‘lots of love’ but than why would she say that after that kind of sentence.”

so cute.

keeping with the feisty irish lady.

i hate when people from your high school are engaged, and i secretly hope they get divorced early.

i hate running at night and that there aren’t enough hours in the day to actually do everything that you want to do.

i agree with miss irish that there are no good men left in the world, so i hate that.

i hate that avatar didn’t win oscar for best picture of the year.

i hate that people are my college are really fucking weird, its like they go out of their way to be weirder and weirder everyday, like they are trying to out weird one another. its bizarre.

i hate when your voice cracks when you are singing a really good song, like when you are really feeling it. 

i hate when you voice that you are going to the bathroom and someone hears you and sneaks in before you, and stays there for 10 minutes. 

i hate how cats get their litter everywhere, on the floor in every room, on your bed, on the windows.

i hate when you mail something and it gets lost, like the cable bill. 

i hate when you go out to a bar with your girlfriends and some of them are so stuck up that they need to be shit-faced drunk before they start dancing. 

i hate that when you eat delicious food, you get fat.

i hate pimples. 

i hate republicans, for the most part.

i hate tv shows like survivor, dancing with the stars, skating with the stars, so you think you can dance, americas got talent, american idol, etc.

i hate that people are trying to get rid of planned parenthood, like seriously. 

i hate people who love little skinny blonde girls.

i hate little skinny blonde girls.

i hate little skinny girls.

i hate the media’s definition of sexy.

i hate sleeping in clothes, which basically means that i hate when it is cold, which is true. i hate it.

i hate that dinosaurs are extinct. 

i hate that in the US you do not ride animals around as a form of transportation.

i hate that it is so god damn expensive to get an education.

i hate that it is so expensive to travel.

i hate the recession.

i hate that for lent i gave up soda and chocolate.

i hate salad. i hate vegetables. i like carbs.

i hate that you can’t really trust anyone but yourself not to let you down and even you let yourself down occasionally. 

i hate when friends disappoint you.

i hate when you make plans with someone and than the ditch you for the first boy that shows them any kind of attention.

i hate making plans and having them fall through.

i hate when you run out of milk or eggs.

i hate getting sunburn.

i hate lax bros - but soccer bros are definitely the worst.

i hate cowboys fans, steelers fans, giants fans. basically anyone who is not an eagles fan.

i hate insecurities.

i hate vulnerability.

i hate when boyfriends don’t text you as soon as they wake up.

i hate jelly with peanutbutter.

i hate selfishness.

i hate that i don’t have any idea how to do my own make up.

and finally, i hate that for most of the things that i hate, there isn’t anything i can do to change it.