I hate how both of my roommates have better knowledge of sports stats than me, and thus make me a bit insecure of my masculinity.
I hate toughguys that tell you that you were looking at their girlfriend, just to appear intimidating or perhaps start a fight. I always let them know that they don't intimidate me. Pussies.
I hate it when a girl gives me her number and I'm too much of a pussy to call. Every few months I have to delete a bunch of numbers of chicks I never called. hahaha
I hate hitting a plateau in working out. (months long plateau at 405 lb bench now I cannot seem to break).
I hate people that insult you for no reason, when you didn't insult them first or otherwise do anything to provoke them.
I hate that I don't play more guitar than I do (I only usually play twice a week for a hour or so).
I hate how one of my roommates is so fucking irritable and gets pissed off about just about everything.
I have being treated unfairly.
I hate people that think it's "gay" or womanly that I watch what I eat.
I hate single mothers that contact me in hopes of trying to date me.
I hate being hungover, especially during my Sunday morning quads and delts workout.
I hate toughguys that tell you that you were looking at their girlfriend, just to appear intimidating or perhaps start a fight. I always let them know that they don't intimidate me. Pussies.
I hate it when a girl gives me her number and I'm too much of a pussy to call. Every few months I have to delete a bunch of numbers of chicks I never called. hahaha
I hate hitting a plateau in working out. (months long plateau at 405 lb bench now I cannot seem to break).
I hate people that insult you for no reason, when you didn't insult them first or otherwise do anything to provoke them.
I hate that I don't play more guitar than I do (I only usually play twice a week for a hour or so).
I hate how one of my roommates is so fucking irritable and gets pissed off about just about everything.
I have being treated unfairly.
I hate people that think it's "gay" or womanly that I watch what I eat.
I hate single mothers that contact me in hopes of trying to date me.
I hate being hungover, especially during my Sunday morning quads and delts workout.