I am a known pessimist. In the past, and I’m sure it’s on record somewhere, I have said (multiple times, to multiple people) that optimism irks me. It’s saccharine, it’s cringe, it’s trite. Do better, be more interesting, etc etc etc.
And that’s still true, (don’t worry, I’m not here to tell you that I’m reformed) it’s just that with living comes experience comes the knowledge that balance is the key to all things (ew). I guess what I’m saying is that being a pessimist 24/7 can really take a toll on your mental health. And sometimes when everything in life is shit already (2020 & 2021, I’m looking at you), thinking about how much you hate the world isn’t going to help you climb out of any holes. So I suppose I’ve been making an effort to look on the brighter side (again, ew). But that’s another story.
The problem is that I like being a pessimist. I like complaining, and I love having a whinge. Having a moan is almost a means of catharsis, a harmless expression of frustration, a release, if you will.
I also think that it’s good to be passionate about things, even if that passion isn’t traditionally productive.
Emily North from angel cake recently published a list of things she hates. It got me thinking that I, too, happen to hate enough things to be able to construct a hefty list of them. So that’s what I’ve done.

a (non-exhaustive) list of things I hate:
the feeling of paper on damp or freshly cleaned skin
that Instagram still finds a way to send me push messages despite me toggling off every single notification option in settings
how expensive car maintenance is
that mechanics talk down to me
that Napisan never really works when you need it to
people who wear natural deodorant (I’m aware that this is unoriginal)
how expensive it is to do anything fun to our appearance (hair, nails, tattoos etc)
that I’m two months away from finishing my masters and there seems to be no jobs that I want anywhere
how annoying american podcasts are. I’m sure there are a lot of great ones content-wise but I just can’t hack it
fast fashion hauls
that everyone dresses the same
boys’ private schools
how my hot water bottle leaves burn marks
that I have to use amazon to buy books for my kindle
how gross my water bottle gets (I’m aware that this could be solved by cleaning it more often but I’m simply not going to do that)
that tanning is bad for you (why so much dopamine?)
crabs (this extends to every crustacean in existence)
those mugs that say ‘but first, coffee’
everything I wore in 2014
watching rugby
minions and everything minion-related
packed trams
strong winds
that my apartment’s hot water only lasts about 7 minutes
that creativity is not a constant but an unpredictable ebb and flow
dr pepper
that my feet are so fucking big
that I can’t get the last bit of aquaphor out of the tube
that tea never tastes as good as it smells
that nostalgia is such a good liar
eggs with no seasoning
how i slept on ross lynch for so long
rude people
spending money on a physical book and then hating it (The Island of Missing Trees I’m looking at you)
TikTok book culture (sometimes)
my inability to put certain feelings into words
how often I get migraines
that smoking looks cool
pears
how BBLs look (not good)
how it feels cringe to keep a diary
Marvel movies (sorry)
how many truly shit books there are out there
when australia post lies to me
being hot and sweaty outside of an exercise context
soft drinks when they’re not ice-cold
that Spotify radio just plays you the same songs you already listen to
that 2014 harry styles no longer exists
that there’s a guy whose fortune comes from founding a crypto-gambling site that is building a home worth $150 million in Toorak on land that cost him $80 million (so capitalism)
1989 Taylor’s Version (I will stand by this forever)
almond essence
when there’s too much lemon on avocado (vom)
My partner Holly’s list (according to her she’s a pessimist only some of the time, and maybe that’s why her list is so much shorter than mine):
earwigs
when potato cakes aren’t crispy
when the slow burn is too slow
people that drive slowly in the fast lane (“zoom zoom lane” was the quote)
people who are late
when Sydney lose
when her candles tunnel
people who take AGES to get ready and don’t account for it when planning
unnecessary backstory
when she’s craving a food and then she eats it and it’s not satisfying
when I stay over and unpack my bag all over her floor (oops)
Look, there’s probably gonna be a part two to this list at some point, because both my hatred and pessimism know no bounds.
so until next time, lovers.
P.S. if in doubt, have a moan about it xx
P.P.S. the after dinner mint!
some vibes for your personal perusal:
xx
As a fellow hater with a Thing I Hate List, I feel SEEN!!