Why do we hate things? I can truly say I hate only one thing. I despise a lot of things and I loathe them too but to HATE them is a different story. To me hate is such a strong word that I try to not use it in my vocabulary. If I do use it in a serious sense (when I'm not joking around) then I feel ashamed. So I try to use my large vocabulary and use other words like despise and loathe and dislike with a passion. BUT! I can truly say that I hate one thing. Coconut. I hate it hate it hate it HATE IT. I hate the way it smells, I hate the way it looks, I hate the way it tastes, I hate it all. Where I've created this hatred, I have no clue. I have never liked it and I never will. Sometimes I'll lie and say that I'm allergic to it just so that it's not brought near me. I can smell it a mile away and it turns my stomach. It's so odd cause there are things I didn't eat when I was little because I hated it and now, I love it. Asparagus, green beans, calamari.... So where this continuous hatred for Coconut came from, I'll never know.
Things I love: ladybugs, smell of a first rain, laughter to the point of tears, tivo, the sound of a wind chime, peanut butter, strawberries covered in chocolate, music, photographs, the french, horses, the perfect night's sleep, my mom, traveling, the honesty of children, and stationary products. (Just to name a few...)
I still hate coconut.
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13 years ago
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I wouldn't say I "hate" coconut. I certainly hate eating it, but I like the smell... I hate a lot of things, though... I'm more firvolous with my use of it, too. You're a good person.
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