stuff i love to hate...

The most reassuring part of life is the certainty with which we can declare to all and sundry..."I never HAVE and never WILL like that..." it could be with reference to a song, an item of clothing, a color, an activity, a feeling or even a person (a whole lotta those out there that I can safely vouch for!)... these opinions are probably the ONLY unchanging part of our whirlwind lives... I know my list is endless but here's the top howmanyever that I can recall for now...

I will ALWAYS detest

~ even looking at an object cutting through skin (knives, needles, syringes, scissors, anything entering skin)... I cringe, I shiver, I pass out!!!

~ the feeling you get a milli-second before you fall down (helplessness, sinking and forthcoming embarassment)

~ waiting....being on time (which is almost always) and having to wait for people who have a casual attitude towards punctuality... I hate to wait mostly because I don't know what to do when I am by myself... get restless...it's like an incurable disease, I think

~ cars/two wheelers/trucks/buses etc. who can't manage to navigate their vehicles but presume that they own the road...

~ people who litter, hurt animals & strays, spit on the road etc.

~ the feeling of seaweed wrapping around your unsuspecting ankle!!!

~ the helpless feeling you get when your work is held up on account of external circumstances and the higher-ups ask uncomfortable questions (but of course, that IS the one sentence they adhere to in their job descriptions)

~ when you are home alone and the one person you would like to sneak in isn't in the same city

~the half an hour span from "i don't feel well" to "don't piss me off, my head is killing me"... especially when you're about to go on a night out with friends (a very close friend tells me beer solves ALL problems...somehow never wanted to try beer on a headache!)

~people asking me annoying questions or disturbing me in any way when I'm reading a book

~wannabes who think bryan adams is the ultimate in "rock music" and the best novel they've ever read is "one night at a call centre"

~women who wear tight clothes and can't find appropriate lingere (can get exceedingly repulsive sometimes...almost as bad as women who wear jeans-about-to-slide-off-the-ass and can't seem to have found a single belt in their wardrobes to hold the said garment together)

~the time span between waking up in the morning and having my first cup of strong, bitter coffee

I think that's enough of me raving and ranting for no reason other than to feel better about the fact that some things will never change :)... should I feel the need for it, I WILL update this with some more blah feelings... Yayyyy!!!