“Hate” I hate sunglasses They make me look like a fool I hate American Idol I hate Paula Abdul I hate not driving I hate always arriving on a bus I hate dust I hate talking to people I’ll never know I hate trying to put on a show I hate feeling stuck I hate my savings of only a few bucks I hate my malfunctioning nose I hate shopping for new clothes I hate secrets I hate when people lie I hate that I hate and I hate so much I hate to write shit like this “Love” I love listening to music Only good music, of course I love walking I love imagination I love creation I love watching ice melt I love to pretend I’m something better I love to believe that somehow I’ll get there I love to be photographed I love to bowl and play tennis I love that I’m in love And I love what I’ve become…so far I love getting paid I love worrying about money I love my part-perfectionist I love when I feel kinda smart I love that I believe in happy endings And I love that I can balance What I hate when I write shit like this --oct 15, 2003