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You know the saying.

"Haters gon' hate, Potatoes gon' potate"

Well that is EXACTLY what I plan to do in this blog tonight.

Hate. On. Everything.

Lots and lots of HATE in this blog...YAY

If you don't wanna read to it, you know what to do!

Let's start at the top: I hate daylight savings time.

Why the EFF do we have to "observe" daylight savings time?

And yes, it's referred to as "observing". Google it.

Not every state observes. How does that even work? 

It's not like Arizona is in a time zone of its own. Hawaii-okay fine.

Daylight savings time is so stupid. You just took an hour of my weekend!

Why don't they make stupid daylight savings time in the middle of the stupid week, or better yet never at all? I don't understand! SO STUPID!

I needed that hour. I didn't want that hour of sleep, I needed it. 

Which brings me to point number two.

I hate double ear infection and 101 degree fevers.

I hate it when my baby is sick.

In the first 2.5 years of his life he had one ear infection. ONE. 

He got sick like a normal kid, but not as frequently as he does now.

Conclusion: he's allergic to this apartment. 

You think I'm trying to be funny here? 

Guess again, or I'll hate on you too right now.

In the past ten months that we live here Reese has had at least three ear infections and pneumonia. He was diagnosed with allergies and asthma. 

And those are the times where we actually took a trip to the doctor!

Did I mention we never had these problems before??

Exactly. Perhaps its something in the apartment like mold or the fact that it totally blows. Or maybe it's just that this apartment totally blows. 

Next point: I HATE MY APARTMENT.

I know I have touched briefly on this before, but I still hate it more everyday.

I. HATE. IT. 

Last night I listened to a loud popping coming from my wall for at least a good twenty minutes, which could be one of two things.

1. Pressure in the pipes from hot water usage upstairs

2. The Exorcism of Emily Rose

I'm going to go with number one. Why? 

Because then I can blame it ON THESE STUPID ASS APARTMENTS.

I hate not being able to sleep. Last night was one of those nights. 

I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.

I know a couple people I would wish that on.

I just laid there for two hours, unable to sleep. I was wide awake, even though just minutes before that I was about to pass out! Ridiculous!

I didn't really have that issue either until I moved here, imagine that.

Then Reese woke up at least six times between when I fell asleep and when my alarm went off. Awesome.

That noise that comes from the wall pisses me off so much it makes me want to kick a small animal into oncoming traffic on 635.

 And I am not talking rush-hour-not-moving traffic, either.

It's bad, I know. But I can't even help it at this point.

I hate CVS pharmacy in Mesquite. Why do I keep going there? 

The same reason I go to Juarez Mexico, and by that I mean Wal-Mart in Garland.

And that is because it is somewhat convenient for now, or I am going insane.

I am usually the only white person there; its like Mexico only they don't accept pesos.

Or maybe they do. I'm not 100% sure, but I wouldn't be surprised.

Half the time they're out of everything because I'm pretty sure Mexicans have a special grocery-shopping time right before I go grocery shopping.

They are all conspiring against me, I swear!!! 

Where the deli worker not only doesn't really speak English, but didn't even know what prosciutto is. Yet there are fifteen different meats/cheeses in SPANISH. You work in an effing deli. Get with it.

The last time I went to CVS this stupid little pharmacy tech girl wanted to cop a 'tude with me. Guess who you don't want to cop a 'tude with? 

A mother with a sick 3 year old at 9 o'clock at night, that's who.

Needless to say we went back today, and what did they do?

Well I'll tell you what they DIDN'T do! 

They DIDN'T mix up Reese's antibiotics, and when did we realize this? 

WHEN WE WERE ALREADY AT HOME.

Great, what is he supposed to do with a bunch of powder antibiotics? 

Snort it? I don't think so! 

Luckily I have an amazing stepdad who drove all the way over just to take it back for me. He is one thing I am not hating right now.

I hate Plano Road. I hate construction. I hate people. I hate tornados. I hate that I just ate eight perogies. I hate selfish people. I hate people who lie about everything. I hate that I can't eat whatever I want and not get fat. I hate paying bills. I hate that I ran out of flour and can't make cookies right now. I hate that I'm already super tired and it's only 7:43 PM. I hate that I won't get to see my boyfriend for at least another week if not longer. 

I hate PMS, what about you?