I hate, in general

It has been months. There are many things.

1. Air France, among other ridiculous firms, has been annoying. After 4 flights were canceled on me, they lied that the fifth one was too... because I am a clueless little girl and they don't need to compensate me if it is canceled due to weather conditions instead of of telling me it's overbooked.
Burn in hell.
I look stupid, does not mean I am. Also, I may prefer to approach you in English, does not mean I am not fluent in French and understand every insult you throw my way.
Furthermore, great job refusing to give me any of your names.
Air France, kings of customer service - no complaints... because they don't give you the chance to file one!

2. Men. All of them. Don't get me wrong, I am not a little frustrated feminist, still think that women are even worse. Yet men have been so disappointing. When did they all turn into pussies? Here, let me get you a Neurofen for your menstrual pains.
Then there are those that are not necessarily pussies, but fit into the douchebag category. Ok, you're on the rugby team, doesn't mean you can get away with walking like a freaking peacock, like you own the fucking place. You study sports science. In fact, most probably, my little girlfriends and I will be owning your ass in a few years. So when you think you can manhandle me, fondle me or even plain try to carry me out of the club to your place, you are in fact being the biggest douche ever in the history of vaginal cleaning products. I am sad for you.

3. Lecturers, and older people generally who think that anyone younger than 45 is an idiot. Granted, I have lived less than half your lifetime, but think about that: I have traveled the world. I was raised in a world so borderless, that my cultural background is richer than that of all your fossilised friends combined. I was exposed to society and had a personal life, outside my family, far, far earlier than you. I experienced the world from a completely different perspective. Curious and a lovely person as I am, I want to learn from you and what you have seen. Admit that you can learn from me too.

4. Arrogant, pseudo-intellectual pricks. Yes, I chose to study something different, quite uncredited and creative. I could've done anything else... it is not like entry standards are high. Shut up, and stop smirking.

5. Gossip queens. What happened to Lina's boyfriend's sister's ex-boyfriend's pet bird? O wait... I don't care.

6. I hate making excuses for people. It's sad because I like you, but to be honest, the doctor should've tried harder to push you up you're momma's vag when you tried to enter this world and I shouldn't deny it.

7. I hate losing parts of who I am.
So I bring it back.

I hate DHL

My sweet mommy sent me my fur coat and my art supplies via DHL. Three weeks later, there is nothing. Why? Some moron in London, courtesy of the British Educational System, misread "UK" for "USA".

My fur coat is now in Exeter, CaliFUCKINGfornia.

Great.


I hate stupid people. Why would you keep someone THAT dumb on the job.
1. You can't trace the mistake. Pretty sure that's not what happened at DHL. They're known for their code of practice.
2. You can't fire them. Stupid Unions. Stupid employee protection. Stupid stupid stupid socialism.

You're good for nothing? Go die.

It is not my fault that you are retarded. It is your parents' fault. Dumb people really shouldn't have kids in the first place.


So instead of raging, I shall be productive and start an awareness campaign on TV. It will be a shots of a happy, common couple in the perfect suburbs and the narration will be something like this:

Are you a happy person?
Are you satisfied with your job as a courier?
Is your girlfriend happy to stay at home and read about "5748 ways to satisfy your husband"?

YOU ARE MOST PROBABLY MEDIOCRE.
LET'S IMPROVE THE GENE POOL OF THE EARTH - DON'T HAVE CHILDREN.


... God I hate DHL

I hate compromise

I'm 18. If I can't be naive and expect prince charming now, when will I ever be able to?

Fuck going along with anything that I don't want.
Fuck consideration.
Fuck realism.

I want my perfect life.
I want 100%.

And I will not accept anything below.

I hate pharmaceutics

They are shameless sons of bitches, these pill pushing bastards.

From the start:
Bronchitis: Inflammation of air passages within lungs caused by infection of bronchi (wikipedia)
Tonsillitis with Angina: ugly combo of infected tonsils, fever and in time, heart damage if untreated

Two diseases infecting different organs and going into completely different directions altogether, one 1g huge ass pill of AUGMENTIN. Anti-biotics. Same course of treatment. Large spectrum anti-biotics... I hate you so much.
You ruin my immune system and cause other medical problems because you whipe out all bacteria, including healthy one.
You will eventually make me immune to medicine and I will find it more and more difficult to get better from a simple cold.
You cost way too much and I wonder what I would do if I wasn't as fortunate as I am.

Stupid ass health system.

The doctor took all of 3 min to check me.
1 to look at me.
1 to write the prescription.
1 to ask where I bought my shoes from.

And they get my money.
Fuck You.

The pharmaceutical firms are big players.
They don't bother to make different pills.
No time, too busy making insane profits.

And I still have to buy their drugs and make them richer.
Fuck You.

So who will take care of me?
Thank God for grandmothers, who cook chicken soup and make tea with lemon and honey.

I hate liars

"So do I!", you say.

Well no, ordinary citizen, I hate them more because I have more reason to.

See, everybody lies.
If nothing else, Dr. House said it therefore it is pure truth.

Nevertheless, there are reasons for this:
Fear, shame or denial of the truth, sometimes even the pleasure of deceit and often, people lie because they have a certain goal.


My logic tells me that if I don't give reasons to people to lie to me, they would not.

1. I am open-minded. You won't scare me, repulse me or offend me that easily, I promise.

2. I am intentionally naive. I refrain from being cautious, god-forbid paranoid, or have any expectations from you strangers. You don't need to prove yourself or to impress me. Don't get me wrong, I won't trust you until you prove yourself, and that takes a fuckload, you can quote me on that. Still, I won't attempt at seeing through your despicable little facade. Show it if you dare.

3. Unfortunately this is just as important: I put out. You don't have to go through a painful courtship to get in my pants. It's either going to happen or not, no matter what you see in me, how special I am, what you feel for me and all the other bullshit. So don't bother lying to me.

4. I am a nice person. I will probably give you a hand if you need it. I will because that's who I am. You don't need to convince me to do it therefore no reason to lie, yet again.




So to the fuckers, who despite all of this, decide to go through the effort of lying to me, rot in hell.


To the few I trust and still lie - you better be damn good at it, because there are NO SECOND CHANCES.

I hate hot baths

They are motherfucking sneaky bastards.

A hot bath promises relaxation, comfort and calm.

What they don't tell you is that after 10 minutes in the hot water, your blood pressure drops quite a bit and you pass out. And you drown. And you die.

Fucking assholes.

I hate bad actors

It's embarrassing to see you try.

It's right about painfully obvious that you're all pretending.

It's so transparent, that I am looking right through your miserable attempts at your very core.



How about a little simplicity?
Let's all be frank. A little more vulnerable and a tad more real.

Faking gets you nowhere.

It's just annoying.