And the people I hate least...

So anyone who really knows me should know that I don't actually hate anyone. It's the stupid people though who ruin it for all the rest and in turn, I get annoyed with the world.

So anyways, my new favourite song, as many people know, is I Hate Everyone by Get Set Go. Wonderful song, and I must say that my favourite bit is the part aboout the man being "six three and two hundred pounds of Satan". I also very much enjoy the fact that the person who wrote this song doesn't play favourites, and he's very fair in hating everyone, not just a select few. Those from the east, those from the west, those he hates least and those he likes best. As my housemate put it, "We pretty much feel the same way, we just couldn't have put it so poetically."

And it's just so bouncy. Very much not what you'd expect from someone who hates everyone. In that sense, it reminds me of Bitter by Remy Zero. That man just does not sound bitter.


Get Set Go - I Hate Everyone

Some stupid chick in the checkout line
Was paying for beers with nickels and dimes
And some old man that clipped coupons
And argued whenever they wouldn't take one
All I wanted to buy was some cigarettes
But I couldn't take it anymore so I left

I hate everyone
I hate everyone
I hate everyone
I hate everyone

All the people on the street (I hate you all)
And the people that I meet (I hate you all)
And the people that I know (I hate you all)
And the people that I don't (I hate you all)
Oh, I hate you all

Some f-ing a-hole just cut me off
And gave me the finger when I f-ing honked
Then he proceeded to put on the brakes
He slammed on the brakes, But I made a mistake
When I climbed out of my van he was waiting
But he was six three and two hundred pounds of Satan

I hate everyone

I bet you think I'm kidding
But I promise you it's true
I hate most everybody
But most of all
I hate, oh, I hate you

And the people in the east (I hate you all)
And the people I hate least (I hate you all)
And the people in the west (I hate you all)
And the people I like best (I hate you all)

Oh, I hate you all



I feel that I should again emphasize that I do not, in fact, hate everyone or anyone.

Oh, April...

So classes are over, and exams are beginning, and procrastination is forefront, and funds are running low, and jobs are being sought for the summer, and boredom has set in, and the depressing weekend has arrived, and consolidation preferences must be picked, and I'm just plain indifferent to it all.

All is well in my world because I have a brand new set of oars.

Mourning.

It's a sad day in Sockville.

The jewel fell off of my right pink-striped Valentine's day sock today. This comes not long after the right googly eye fell off of the ghost on my left Halloween toe sock. I hear deaths happen in fours in Sockville, so I'll be on the lookout.

What are the odds?

This was me a couple of months ago:

"So I was fortunate enough to get to watch a CABG (coronary artery bypass graft) today during clinical. And I officially want to marry the anesthesiologist and have his babies. He was adorable, and from Australia, to top it all off."


Today, as I'm nearing the end of the term, which means the end of my mental health rotation (yay!), I was able to go observe some electroconvulsive therapy. I was standing around prior to going to get the patients to bring over from the wards, when guess who walks in... none other than my very own Anesthetist McDreamy. I was happy.