Shite I Hate

First I’d like to say that I’m no big fan of facebook. It’s a stupid idea with a bunch of stupid people befriending anyone they’ve talked to once in their life and who they probably will never ever speak to again… even on facebook. So why add them? Shit. I was added by friends of friends who I never even met. Does that make sense? Did they hear good things about me? I don’t give a fuck! I deleted facebook for like 7 months and then went back on to see a few things and stalk a few people (well, one person in particular) and that entire FB database had changed. Either way, what I wanted to get at is that I fucking hate when people you’re not “friends” with add you and can see every little thing about you. That’s when the stalking begins. Back in the day if a person you’re not too familiar with knew your birthdate, where you live, where you party, your friends’ names, and if you’re single or not, they used to be called stalkers. Now, however, any goddamn fool can access that info in one click of the mouse. Continue Reading ->

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That’s right, I’m back! Some recent news about Perez Hilton, that fat gay jlob who talks shite about celebrities made me want to come back and hate some more. Look at him in this pic–how can someone not hate this fool? But the funniest thing on earth was hearing him complain over and over again about how when he got punched by will.i.am or will.i.am’s friend, Perez called 911 and the cops told him they had better things to take care of than deal with his stupid bullshit. I’m sorry but that fag had it coming. And whoever says violence isn’t the answer should reconsider, because I guarantee that seeing him in the street, I wouldn’t need an excuse to jump him, the way he looks and acts is an excuse in itself. I hate labelling him in the “Celebrities” category because he’s no celebrity in my eyes, but then again I don’t want to add a “fat jlob” category.

Anywho, just look at that picture and tell me you don’t wanna take a two by four to his head?

Sorry, but the Hate Master will not be able to post too many hater posts from now on because he (well, I) am just too busy, and got better shite to do for now. When I recommence, I’ll definitely market this blog full throttle once again and hopefully you’ll continue reading my future posts. Well, ta-ta for now, my fellow readers.

I really hate (obviously) this style of music but this song can really explain what this blog is about. So listen to it. I’ll give some credit to Theory of a Deadman for this track. Hate all their other shite, well that’s basically I never heard of any of their other shite.

I’m sitting in Country Style with a mate, studying, and well, coming up with new blog posts. Country Style offers free internet connections for their customers, but the only bad fucking thing about it is that it takes thirty minutes to access it. Well, at least for my friend. It’s hilarious how frustrated he’s getting over not being able to access the net. The thing is I’m sure we’ve all been through it. We’ve all at one point or another been sitting there, trying to access the fucking internet, only to find that annoying Internet Explorer page that asks if you’d like to understand the problem to your connection error. I don’t give a fuck about the connection error, I just wanna get connected! Well, at least I’m connected. He’s still fidgeting and yelling at his screen. Internet connection errors must be one of the most frustrating things on earth. But even worse is when someone beside you has full bars while you can’t seem to get a single fucking bar. Continue Reading ->