Aisha Jarju

I don’t like the weather.

I don’t like how I can never truly predict what it will be like.

I don’t like how I have to reschedule important things because of it.

I don’t like how it makes me boil in Winter and freeze in Summer.

I don’t like time.

I don’t like how everyone always uses it to justify what I can and cannot do.

I don’t like how it always runs away when I need it the most.

I don’t like how it’s an uncertain concept randomly invented.

I don’t like food.

I don’t like how sometimes I have too much and sometimes I have too little.

I don’t like how it always leaves a lingering smell.

I don’t like how it makes me sick.

I don’t like her.

I don’t like how she can talk to strangers with ease.

I don’t like how she knows she’s better than me.

I don’t like how she doesn’t give me a valid reason to hate her.

I don’t like him.

I don’t like how he tried to talk to me today and told a bad joke.

I don’t like how he never tries hard enough with his school work.

I don’t like how he scribbled inside a book.

I don’t like anything.

Because it’s a lot safer that way.