things you hate with a passion

i hate people who park in fire lanes. especially the one RIGHT BEHIND MY FUCKING GARAGE! such a pain in the ass to pull out when theyre behind me :erk:
~gR~
 
I hate it when people take a small correction (for something that is worth being corrected) angrily and make a bit deal out of it. During free period at my school I was by myself in the room and this other group of students were studying Spanish. So they were going over animals and this guy asked "what does mono mean" but pronounces it "mah-no" which means hand. I correct him and say "it's actually mono" in a very nice and uncondescending way. He replies with "fuck you, nobody axed you."

Well, seeing as you're sitting right next to me in the student lounge and you're the only one talking and you pronounced that word wrong quite a few times I'm doing you a fucking favor since this could potentially affect your grade. The other student proceeded to get into this huge outburst (which I only replied to when he started threatening me) and the principal was trying to say I was hugely out of place and I was the wrong one. Hey, I was just being nice and corrected him in a very uncondescending fashion, any other person would've said something like "oh, really? thanks." The principal gave me this bullshit about how I was apparently acting elitist in correcting some really small minor error very sincerely.

I mean it's one thing if a student calls a teacher out for putting stress on the wrong syllable in Hiroshima but I was just a student nicely correcting a peer in a helpful fashion. I didn't say "it's pronounced fucking mono you stupid fucking twat learn how to pronounce words you stupid my pals motherfucker."
 
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Wow wtf, you actually got sent to the office for that?

Anyway, I really hate frats and frat kids. I see them all the time on campus, and generally kids that had no social life in high school seem to do that shit.
I mean if anything, if you're gonna fuck around it should be earlier on in your academic career, not in university.
It's not even the fucking around that bothers me though, it's just the fact that it's another bullshit excuse for dumbass kids to get fucked.
 
Sounds like a poor excuse for a teacher. You could always send a letter to his superior, though I doubt it'll do anything.

And fuck, elitism? Has education dipped so low that actually KNOWING something is deemed elitist?
 
When I'm learning a new language I kindly accept correction, hell, I remind people (sometimes too much) to correct my mistakes. Sometimes if I just make a really dumb mistake that gets an impression of stupidity I explain it but I never get offended.
 
When people tell me they like "all music" I straight-up tell them they don't. Because I've yet to meet someone who truly does.
Grrr I fucking hate that too. They're always fucking pink-wearing Jonas Brothers fans who say "OMG I liek all muusic!!123". Just tell them to go look up a band called Torsofuck and see if they like them. Fucking cunts.

Also, I hate how people think metal is emo. IT IS NOT! My sister sees me wearing a Metallica t-shirt and she says "they're so emo!'. And a friend of mine sees me quoting the Misfits in my MSN name and says "You're so emo!" IT'S NOT FUCKING EMO!
/rant
 
Also, I hate how people think metal is emo. IT IS NOT! My sister sees me wearing a Metallica t-shirt and she says "they're so emo!'. And a friend of mine sees me quoting the Misfits in my MSN name and says "You're so emo!" IT'S NOT FUCKING EMO!
/rant

People call me emo because I listen to Metal. I tend to laugh at them. It's just when people say my music causes my depression that sparks off my rage button.

No, my music does not cause depression you fucking tools. YOU CAUSE MY FUCKING DEPRESSION. You bitchy narrow minded petty attitudes, your constant ribbings, insults and offhand rudeness, your petty jealous attitudes towards things I have and you don't (can you believe I was actively bullied for being a clear foot taller then most of my classmates when I was in primary school?), your constant cramming of your tastes down my throat, your unkind stares and whispered comments and your constant reminders that I'm different to you all.

...rage.

I also hate people who try to force pills onto me. I do not believe in chemical dependencies, I believe in solving the fucking problem not hiding from it. Its why I also don't take painkillers unless I'm in complete agony. I can cope without it, and I don't need people trying to push things on me that I do not need.

Oh, and I hate doctors. At least the doctors I've seen of late. Apperently there's nothing wrong with me bar depression. Yeah, because depression causes massive joint pains, apperently. I'm only 23, and practically every single joint in my body aches and clicks audibly. And there's nothing wrong with me. Bollocks.
 
Everybody sucks. Sometimes I sort of take a good look at myself and become surprised at how much of the population I think are complete idiots or almost un-human.

I experience a lot of body pain and stuff too, but one thing I can tell you that *might* help, is make sure your diet is balanced. Everyone splurges and eats terrible stuff, like I am right now tbh, but you absolutely need to make sure you still have an abundance of good fruits, vegetables, lean meats, low saturated fats, and etc. And a lot of liquid. Improving the diet really does affect you positively.
 
Oh I know. I really feel it after eating lots of chocolate during Christmas. Though I've been having the joint problems since I was about 10. Was told then it was just 'growing pains'.

Yeah, now what Mr Doctor? I don't think I'll be growing much more now, especially considering I stopped gaining height when I was 14 (and thus thankfully narrowing the huge height difference now - I'm only around 6 foot, not the projected 6' 4" I got as a child, thank fuck. Hit my head on things enough already!).

Though my neck is my own fault. I went to a concert and windmilled far too hard. But you'd think it would repair itself after nearly two years and lots of chiropractic treatment. Sigh...

Even though there's a bit of pleasure to be had from my early morning neck-crack. That's oddly satisfying. Click-click-clunk. :)
 
People call me emo because I listen to Metal. I tend to laugh at them. It's just when people say my music causes my depression that sparks off my rage button.

No, my music does not cause depression you fucking tools. YOU CAUSE MY FUCKING DEPRESSION. You bitchy narrow minded petty attitudes, your constant ribbings, insults and offhand rudeness, your petty jealous attitudes towards things I have and you don't (can you believe I was actively bullied for being a clear foot taller then most of my classmates when I was in primary school?), your constant cramming of your tastes down my throat, your unkind stares and whispered comments and your constant reminders that I'm different to you all.

...rage.

I also hate people who try to force pills onto me. I do not believe in chemical dependencies, I believe in solving the fucking problem not hiding from it. Its why I also don't take painkillers unless I'm in complete agony. I can cope without it, and I don't need people trying to push things on me that I do not need.

Oh, and I hate doctors. At least the doctors I've seen of late. Apperently there's nothing wrong with me bar depression. Yeah, because depression causes massive joint pains, apperently. I'm only 23, and practically every single joint in my body aches and clicks audibly. And there's nothing wrong with me. Bollocks.
I know what you mean, seriously