But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

The best thing we have is our opinion. 

We possess one even if we don’t express it. Even if we try to hide it in passive-aggressiveness and witty innuendos, our body language, facial expressions, or choice of words will always fail us. We are who we are, and we feel whatever the world punches into our faces. Thus, as a highly expressive teen with a strong moral code, I have many opinions to share. 

So, let me introduce to you all the things that I love and all the other things that enrage me.

 I love 

⁃ Aristocats! 

Honestly, one of Disney’s best. The film offers it all: 

cute cats, sibling dynamics, a sappy love story, and so much music!! Everybody wants to be a cat? 

Hell YEAH I do! It’s Paris in all its artistic glory, j’adore!

 

⁃ Nerdiness!!! 

I love conversing with people who are passionate about things they love. Being smart is totally sexy. I think in the modern times of dumbasses with a podcast microphone spreading “fake news” and misogyny, valorising intelligence and special interests has become a rare quality that I especially appreciate about people. Need myself a nerd…

⁃ Sunscreen 

It needs to receive its own prize! Has there been a better invention yet? Nope. It’s incredibly GOOD for you, prevents illnesses and wrinkles, and just smells of summer. I’ve been using it every day for the past 4 years, and it’s honestly a life changer. It gives you a perfect natural glow and keeps the skin soft!

⁃ Dresses. 

I’m such a dress girl, because they just make every outfit more adorable, and you’ll always look put together. I’ll only wear pants if I’m having a lazy day where I want to look like one of those cool girls. I especially love summertime because I won’t have to wear annoying tights.

⁃ Stripes and polka dots. 

If you can do differently, then go for it. Life needs to be spiced up during every step; I like uniqueness and mismatched patterns. Red stripes and black polka dots are just superior, btw.

⁃ Activities for one. 

I loooooove doing things on my own. It allows me to actually get stuff done!! You’re not tied down to anyone’s moods and schedule except for your own. I also believe that only if you’re comfortable being on your own, then you’re able to become a good friend and person to have around. If you can’t be around yourself, then how do you expect others to do?

⁃ Husbands. 

Yeah, you heard me right. No more silly fooling around and calling someone a “boyfriend.”. Dating around ages me like milk and tires me out. I cannot wait to be a cool man-hating married girl, to tell others, “Yeah, my husband told me—.“” I just love the sound of that. 

⁃ Lil Timmy T as Bob Dylan. 

Honestly, that’s how you slay a performance. Bring back dedicated, honest actors who are willing to give everything to a performance AND THEN are able to MOVE ON. (Looking at you, Mr. Austin Butler. Annoying ass. 

⁃ Going braless !!!!!! 

It’s cool, liberating, sexy, and honestly not that deep. I encourage everyone to just do it.

I hate

⁃ People who don’t speak up for others. 

Honestly, I just don’t get people who tell you about others talking behind your back, and then when you ask them, “So what did you say?”, they say NOTHING. It infuriates me, because how are you better than those people then? I’m just very defensive and passionate about the people I love. I fight too often battles that aren’t my own.

⁃ A friend to all

… is a friend to none! Pretty close to the previous one, I don’t like people who think that they need to be friends with everyone. Where are your morals? Where are your principles? Is it really worth having everyone in your life? Taylor Swift said it best. 

⁃ Biker shorts. 

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Every man who wears them deserves prison time and DEATH IMMEDIATELY.

⁃ Pretentiousness. 

You are not Shakespeare, Hitchcock, or Beyoncé. Get a grip in life and look for some better friends who will humble you and give you reality checks if needed.

⁃ Bananas. 

The shape, flavour, consistency, and odour just make me puke. If I just think too much about them, I’m going to be sick. 

⁃ Flip flops. 

Vile, nasty exhibitionist behaviour. Wear them on the beach, fine. If I see toes in the COLD and DIRTY Esch, I will cry, scream, vomit, jump from very tall somethings and delete my existence. 

⁃ Snow in Luxembourg. 

IT DOESN’T EXIST. IT’S “SCHREEN.”. It’s so icky imagining wet and cold shoes in the black snow of Luxembourg. I just don’t need it here. 

 ⁃ Boyfriends.

 They’re so mean and temporary. No need for fickle love with boys who can leave at any time; give me that BOND, give me a HUSBAND.