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I hate commercialism. I hate it when people go out and buy something just because TV or the "popular kid" tells them to. Take your average prep for instance. You know, the girl or guy walking down the mall dressed in cloths that all have the same name brand like Nike or Gap or Old Navy (who cares about the old lady and her dog anyway?) I have no respect for someone with such a lack of originality. If I worked on a factory that made those cloths I'd weave in asbestos into the material. The fact that there are so many mindless people walking around out there in their "designer clothes" made by small children in foreign countries for a $1.00 a day it enrages me. And whats the deal with these Gap commercials?


I hate "society" as a whole. It's like decades ago some wittless, uncompassionate, unforgiving, blind people got together and decided they were gonna establish the values that we're supposed to live by. Because of the unwillingness to change that society has, people are excluded, descriminated against, hated, outcast, and looked down upon. Since when is the "popular oppinion" right? It is obsurd to think that the way people live and act is ruled by the "oppinion of the masses" to which each of us belong but have no say? It is no one's place to judge me. Who is there to judge me against, themselves? Then I am sure to be viewed the more corrupt and uncivilized one because I have never strived to be what others were, especially what "society" portrayed as "good." What is "good" is not what is moral and right, but it is merely the easiest path to take and still be viewed of upstanding character.

I hate girls. Now, I don't hate females or gurls or chicks or women. No, I just hate girls. You know what I'm talking about. They're the ones who wear an excessive amount of make-up every day come rain, shine, or brimstone. These are the females who open their eyes REALLY WIDE and nod a lot and smile at everything. I swear, if I walked up to a "girl," pissed on her expensive, leather shoe, told her I thought she smelled horrible and deserved to rot in hell just because she was breathing up my air, and then shot her mother, she would smile with her eyes open really really wide, and nod. These are the girls who throw themselves on everything that has a penis and looks like he might make her more popular with the other girls, whether he be yours or not, and all the while pretends to be your best friend. They won't eat in public and wouldn't be caught dead in a Waffle House, GoodWill, or any other "questionable establishment." They even have those here, at the smart school. *cringe*

More shall follow. :O)