I hate that someone was saying to contest me on MIRC because I don't like oral sex. But that's very amusing.

No contesting me!


I hate that everynight.. I'm like, "I'm going to bed early tonight so that I'm not tired again." Then I stay up until 2 playing with novices.

I hate that I was tricked into working 16 hours today.

I hate that for some reason my suitemates take 2 showers everyday..

And I hate people that do this crap:

A soft voice enters your mind and whispers, "Verithrax... Even Mom did better
then that."

REVEAL YOURSELF IF YOU'RE GOING TO TALK

it's a dreamweaver.. cry for a psionist to kick his behind

It ran away. Right after it did it because someone tried to reveal him.

Should just use caustic soda solution, and not wash it out afterwards.

I'm sure they won't miss their feet.

Heh, same problem here, except I stay up to talk on irc and make my opinions known on forums.

I hate that I act like I'm on crack when I'm tired. My bio lab prof was trying to mess with me and the girls in my group.. and I'm all like.. *gigglegiggle* You're weird! and deep down inside I'm thinking.. I need sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. But I have algebra in an hour..

I stay up and harvest. For hours. Yes, I am that lame.

Ok, that's for explaining the owl thing.

Now, my rant. I hate it when people use owl pictures. I hate it those pictures have badly-worded phrases and misspelled words on them. It’s not like it’s supposed to be some big status symbol to not spell words correctly. I can understand the occasional typo, but people go out of their way to spell words incorrectly.

Learn to type.

And no, I don't laugh when I see those pictures, but rather I think of things that are lacking in our society.

Poor Vesar.

I hate the little f-cking idiots who are in middle school who live on my street! Well..not my street, Reliant, per se but on Red Coach which is the connecting street. Gods, I want to kick them in the balls. This idiot threw his backpack into some one's basketball hoop and got the stupid thing stuck. *stabs the little punks* And then these two chicks decide to walk on our grass...gave me a reason to yell at 'em. Of course the idiots are like "what'd you say? I couldn't hear you." when I know perfectly well that they did. At least the two I yelled at had some sense.

What is grass for, if not walking on?

It just gave me a bloody reason to yell at them. Personally, I don't give a damn about the grass. And grass is for horses to eat. and Moo moos.

Hm, a friend of mine lives in New Jersey on Red Coach Lane, I think, and I think he's in middle school right now...

MOO MOOS!

MOO MOOS!

That's the thing this guy was telling me about several months ago.. I remember it now. He did hand gestures for the shaking and everything..


Oh, I hate that one of my pledge sisters accidently showed us a picture of her boyfriend's penis today. I think my exact words were, "Ya know.. I'm a pervert, but.. that's bad.."

How do you accidently show someone a picture of your boyfriend's penis?