I Dislike...

There's quite a lot that I dislike, so I'll try and keep this short and sweet...


I don't like my hands being too warm, and my feet always have to be cold. I don't like it when snow freezes, or the kind of ice that is invisible. I don't like days that are too hot. I don't like really sweaty people, or people that have awful, strong body odor. I don't like vampires that sparkle - they aren't vampires, not really. I don't like the colour pink. I don't like comedy movies. I don't like the taste of most alcoholic beverages. I don't like being in crowded places, and I don't like loud noises. I don't like night time because it makes me sad. I don't like feeling weak or lonely. I don't like the people that used to bully me for being obese they're the reason I have such a low opinion of myself to this day. I don't like homophobic people. I don't like heights, needles, moths or feeling trapped. I don't like that I didn't get a real Pokémon for my tenth birthday. I don't like sneezing. I don't like my father or his mother. I hate admitting how I feel to people. I don't like dishonest and untrustworthy people. I don't like people who stare a lot. I don't like growing older. I don't like that I have a horribly violent side to me. I don't like sharing things or people that I love. I don't like trusting people. I don't like people who try to make my decisions for me, or people that try to force me into things. I don't like being cut over when I'm talking. I don't really like talking all that much. I don't like how powerful my imagination can be. I hate people dressed in costumes where I can't see their faces properly and I especially hate clowns. I don't like crying in front people. I don't like people that try to talk to me when I am crying in front of them. I don't like dancing in front of people. I don't like the smell of roses. I don't like the way jelly feels in my mouth. I don't like it when people cut sausages in half and fry the inside. I don't like Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, or Cheryl Cole. I don't like the hollow feeling I get after one of my pets dies. I don't like people - as a race we suck. I don't like falling in love. I don't like cold rain. I don't like scratchy clothing. I hate that I suffer from depression and that I get SAD in the winter. I don't like seeing people who constantly frown for no reason. I don't like people who pick wild flowers. I don't like sleeping alone. I don't like the squelching noise of mud under your feet. I don't like people squeezing me. I hate being popular with the opposite sex.


Kind of short...
I will try to be back tomorrow with what I remember about my childhood.
If I'm too busy I'll come back on Friday and do it then.
Adieu.