I hate

I hate people with mood swings. I am like that sometimes, I admit, but I try very hard not to be like that.
I hate macaroons they sell at Tullys or Starbucks. Those macaroons taste so bad, and for some years I never thought about eating any kinds of macaroons again. I hate such lousy work, they should not have sold them in the first place.
I hate those tiled buildings that look new but kind of fake. Those tiles are very untasteful.
I hate working in buildings where you cannot open windows. It makes you sad on sunny nice days.
I hate those dusts that pile up on your balcony. It's not sand or soil, but it's exhausts from automobile - oily and dirty.

Many things I hate,
yet, there are so many more things that I absolutely love.