I walked into the bathroom a couple nights ago and there was this guy who was not even in my dorm, let alone my hall, taking a shower. Why can’t he use his own public shower? Then I walk over to our piss only stall and notice his fucking leftovers from a shit he took in our bathroom. Seriously, he has to shit here too? The joke was on him, though, because he actually sat on the piss stall seat. And to make matters even worse, while he was enjoying our facilities to take a shit and a shower, he left his obnoxious lady friend outside, and the bitch was just cursing her fucking head off. So here we were, a random guy leaving our bathroom a bigger mess than it already is with his shit/showering. And the cherry on top: he left his trashy girl out in the hall way for all too stupid to stay in their rooms to deal with. Just stay the fuck out.

I hate having to judge whether or not someone is too far away to hold the door for them.  Sometimes the person is too far away and you end up standing there like a jackass holding the door for 30 seconds, while the person you are holding it for is put in an awkward spot because they’re not sure if they should pick up their pace or not.  But then there’s some times when you choose not to hold the door for a person in a situation where holding a door would be completely appropriate.  In that case you come off looking like a douche.  I can’t figure it out.  why can’t all doors open automatically, it would solve one of life’s great mysteries.

I recently just got a brand new phone (blackberry Tour) and at first I loved it, now I regret getting it. It has so many problems, I already am on my third one. The worst of all is the technical support line in Verizon. Every time I go their I have to wait in line for over an hour, which is the biggest waste of time. PLEASE IF YOU CAN TAKE MY ADVICE AND DON’T STAY WITH VERIZON, you’ll regret it.

I hate how addicting Ray pizza is.  Somehow i cant go through a meal with out having a slice of pizza. they must put crack in it cuz it honestly sucks and i dont know why i always need one.  Also, its so available. theres never any line and theres always a lot left. in conclusion, fuck u ray pizza

im sorry but trying to find a girl thats good at giving handjobs is like trying to find a needle in a haystack. girls seem to forget the property of “friction” also. suck it, fuck it, or leave it alone

Having to change schools senior year.  Instead of coasting and having the time of my life, I am struggling to fit in. I F’N  hate my parents.

I have been having the same problem with the vulch…why is it that you can’t go buy your own food. I baught chips today that cost 4 bux..what the fuck, vulch? Shit’s expensive. Everybody on McDermott hall- hide your food and keep the door locked when not in the room. Your food will disappear, too. Vulch, if you’re hungry, buy some food.

I’m talking about the infamous vulch.  He has terrorized the basement floor of Mcdermott hall for too long.  He has left no room untouched, raiding and pillaging people’s snack supplies with blatant disregard for  the hunger of his floor mates.  He can be identified by his fiery red plumage and pasty complexion. If you see him, hide your snacks. That’s all i’m gonna say.

I hate it when people read your post on tovent of a completely true story and then make a fake-ass “Part two” version.  You’ll never be on my level son, knock it off.  Remember Chicago, thats all Imma say.  Holla atcha boy.

he rivals the hamburgular, yes, the hamburgular. even after the vulch has been confronted about his food stealing…..his reign of terror continues, my supplies have been depleted. all i have left are stale crackers…it is only a matter of time until he comes in search of those

I hate it when a teacher/professor calls on you to answer a question that they know you don’t know the answer to.  It happened to me yesterday, my professor’s an asshole.  Why are you breaking my balls?

My roommate decided to go out and get trashed at the bar, while me and the other roommate stayed and did our home work. Later that night after he is totally wasted from the bar, he comes back and throws up all over the room, like everywhere. Anyway he ended up cleaning it up, but the smell still lingers around the room.

I Hate when people base stuff without knowing the real story, and since they’re so nosy, they ask why? Then you tell them, and they shut up because they were bitches for no reason, and now feel bad.

I hate when scissors aren’t quite tight enough at the hinge, so like 80% of the blade doesn’t even cut anything. Screws up your whole day. How am I supposed to do arts and crafts now?  Ugh.

Girlfriends. They cause so much concern, especially if you really like them. Worst of all is when your at college, and they’re not with you. You always have to worry they’re not doing anything wrong. It’s so annoying. P.S. for future college students, go to school single.

you know what I hate, I hate when you so happy because your dick teacher left and you got a great one, But now you can’t focus and get your work done, when you have 2 HUGE EXAMS this week.

this guys pretty ballsy, which i must credit him for but still, cut the shit. im taking a shower today and i hang my towel on the hook outside of the shower stall, i hear him come in and sweep around as he does in the morning and think nothing of it. 10 minutes later after i finish my shower i go to grab my towel on the hook, its gone.

So a week ago my friend told me to go to this highlighter party. I’ve never been to one so i decide to go. I get all dressed up and put a brand new Ralph Lauren button down, and a pair of Rocking Republic jeans and decide to go. I get there a little drunk and it seems so sweet, black lights and hott girl all over. I go home and the next morning I look at my new clothes , they’re fucking ruined. These stupid girls fucked up all my clothes. I hate highlighter party’s!!!

The professors load on the work and tests………can’t we Ease into the week????

i honestly dont know where to begin. ive had such a hard life and it just sucks cause it just keeps getting worse… About a year ago i found out that i had cancer..since then basically a few people know, only my parents and a few friends..the reason why no one knows is because my parents dont want anyone to know.. they dont want to face the fact that im sick…its just really hard because sometimes i feel like i have no one to talk to..yes i do talk to my friends but they just dont understand what im going through..not to mention this year i was in and out of hospitals and was going to a public highschool and there were rumors going around as to why i was in the hospital, and it was just difficult because they didnt know what they were talking about and had no clue what was going on…and some of the rumors were just horrible…i dont know why i just said all things but i just dont understand why bad things happen to good people.

I’m trying to study for these two big tests with my friend Doug. We have been at the library for 30 minutes, and were finally about to study. All of a sudden I hear this noise, that sounds like a dying dog. We both look at each other, then we here it again, and find out that it is from the lady in front of us. We both start laughing because it’s the weirdest thing we ever heard. All of a sudden it just wont stop , one after another, after another, and we are sitting here trying to hold back are laugh and snickering. We both have our faces in our sweatshirts trying to be nice and not laugh at this lady. I decide to go to the bathroom to put water on my face to stop laughing, I come back sit down 30 seconds later the lady is like a broken record, one after another and so on. We were laughing so hard, then the lady left and hasn’t come back, I’m afraid shes going to kill us.

so i like this guy, right? i didn’t tell anyone though because he’s kind of out of my league, but we are in the same group of friends. i decided to just go for it one night, and so i asked this girl for advice. she said to definitely do it. i was going to look for him…and found him and my best friend hooking up. the party is over, and the girl tells my best friend that i like him. my best friend tells me that i can go for him, no big deal. the next there’s another party. i’m talking to him and stuff, but then my best friend pulls me away and tells me that she changed her mind, and she does like him and asks if i can back off. i say fine, but guess what?

it’s not fine.

I’m at this party and I’m pretty wasted, but I am talking to this slamming girl (Slamming when i’m sober, not just drunk). Me and this slamming girl are talking, and shes like “why don’t we go back to your room to watch a movie” When she said that to me I almost passed out because I was so happy. Anyway long story short, the kid I’m with starts puking at the party, so I end up taking care of my friend, and not having the girl come over. Worst of all I don’t even have her number

When it rains and golf is canceled

you know what I hate, I hate when family members add you on facebook. I want to add you, but I don’t want you to see what I really do.