Haters...or something like it

So recently a certain friend has been giving me grief for being a "hater"

I fully embrace the fact that I'm a hater...and I don't even feel guilty that often; but once in a while a pang hits (and I guess today (actually 2 days ago as this post took forever because of work) is one of those days). I would like to clarify and say that I only hate on incredibly superficial things. You might not think this is a great defense...but I assure you it is. I DO NOT hate based on race, religion, sexual orientation, etc. I DO hate on an abundance of very petty things; from bad haircuts to bad clothing, bad taste in music and anything else that could "at-a-glance" qualify you as a douche bag. I swear to god...I'm just willing to say what most people are thinking. So I guess you can hate on me for that...
Anyway...back to said pang of guilt. Being the end of year and all I suppose it is time for some reflection. I've decided to add a whole long list of things that
I DO NOT HATE!

Let the LOVE begin: (in no particular order).

ahhh...cute

my #1 babe

bro...dad...and shuttlecock?

oh min.pin - how I want thee

zen katie

wait...what?

god...I miss cuddling on the couch with these two

booze bucket on dog island...liars

free shows...and 5 am after party? anyone?

I've got a secret.

Espana y mis amigos

Dance party babes

Sexy puerto rican mami

so you're back in butt-town...missing maz

b and l. deal? No. No deal.

ahh ha. fooled you.

Puerto Rico...Jan. 11

Lovely lades and dance parties...nice

oh yes...oh yes.

new friends who feel like old friends

It's Britney bitch.

I miss you. So much.

God. For some reason I really like champagne...I don't know what it is...hmmm...

haha...fooled you again...
my new neighborhood

mmmmhhhhmmmmmm...so good.