Bill, you were just licking blood out of my head. I don't think it gets much more personal than that

Hello darlings,

Sooooo I realize that some people might think this blog is a serious blog about being bitter and mean and that we sit around with voodoo dolls and pins and a bottle of tequila. Well, you'd be wrong. About the voodoo dolls, not alcohol.

But seriously, this blog is about venting and that's it. Things are annoying in everyday life but at the end of the day, it's better to write it out and forget it then hold it in. It's not targeted towards bloggers at all but real life shit that it annoying or sucks. It's better to be snarky and laugh then to hold it in or be fake.

The only thing I'm serious about is how much I love me some Eric Northman. Or about chocolate. I'm pretty serious about chocolate. and puppies. and the Jersey Shore. and Law & Order SVU marathons but I digress...

As my Dad days, "hate is a strong word, use strongly dislike" but that doesn't roll off the tongue...or keyboard as easy.

Bottom line is 20sb bloggers are fabulous and that's one thing I can say we completely love with no shame. That's right the "we hate" girls love us some 20sb. Bloggers everywhere talking about anything and everything is amazing. We love that in the blogosphere there is room for everyone. We are all different and that's what makes it so unique. That's right I'm looking at you LiLu, Dshan, AnydyGirl, Maxie, Ben, Doni, Katelin, Nicole, and so many others!

Now I'm off to youtube 80's tv shows, 90's boybands (again), and cute panda videos.

Love,

Veronica

I hate the high road: or why being morally superior can suck

{What Up with That Wednesday is now in session!}

I hate taking the high road. You know, the road where you do the right thing but somehow the other person gets all the rewards? I know that in the end karma is a bitch and blah blah they'll get what they deserve but it still isn't fun watching a completely undeserving person get rewarded for well, being a jerk.

I hate the ex friend who talked CRAZY shit about me to a ton of people which was all lies. He was privately a VERY different person that most people saw him as and really, a big fake. I took the high road and didn't spill all the secrets that would have burned him socially and professionally. When people hate me because of him it gets me really upset. I feel like screaming and shouting and throwing a tantrum and letting them know how much shit their "friend" talked about them but what's the use? People have to figure things out for themselves.

I hate the ex boyfriend who is a spoiled brat who treats everyone horrible but is so charming everyone forgives him. The guy who lies to everyone, who is lazy, who can never be depended on but yet somehow everyone knows this and can't stand him but when you're in the room with him you forget it all. I hate that I worked so hard and people respect me more but still hang out with him. I hate that at the end of the day when I could do a lot of things to him I don't because I'm just not vindictive.

I hate having the power to really mess up someones life they way they've hurt mine or someone I've loved yet don't because I am a person who doesn't stoop that low. I hate feeling angry when I know I should feel good about myself and my decisions. I suppose I feel saltier that a bag of salt n' vinegar chips but sometimes I can't help it. It is really frustrating to work hard and watch people cheat and lie and get rewards based on that.

I also hate people who have 15 items and still go in the 10 items of less check out lane.

I hate people who can't decide for themselves how they feel about a person and rely on other people.

I hate feeling about bad about people not worth my time.

I hate waiting a week for True Blood and all summer for more Glee.

But things I love?

@LivitLuvit, in the @MTVTJ search for MTV’s 1st Twitter Jockey! #zyncmtvtj. Follow her!

Love,

Veronica

Something to say?

So Betty and I love all your comments!! It's fun to see people hating on things like we do.

Since this is an anonymous blog, we want to open it up to people who want to bitch about something but don't want to use their own blog. You can email us at: wehateyouloveus@gmail.com and we'll post whatever you want us to.

Also, you can send in random hates and anonymous or not (whatever you prefer) we'll post them here and people can see what else is being hated on. You can send us anything, we're up for all feedback and if you love something, send it too!!

We love reading all your blogs and we'll be commenting more but you know what we hate? Having to switch in and out of our personal gmails to the whylu one. Ohhh can we be WhyLu like lilu is lilu? Lilu, lets us know lol (seriously though follow my blog crush on twitter @LivitLuvit)

So keep on hating like Michael Jackson keeps making money (too soon?) or Heidi Montag/Pratt keeps getting plastic surgery!

Also thanks alot to @brandabouttown for being so awesomely nice to us after out last post. We heart you!!

xoxox

Betty and Veronica

Because I Can

Right now I am hating on people who go on twitter to say things like "oh no, dont spoil Glee" "omg people suck! why do they have ruin things #glee". Seriously? DON'T GO ON TWITTER! That's it. Easy. You won't know what happened and you will save everyone who follows you from having to roll their eyes and say "shut up" out loud so the person next to them looks up, wondering whats going on. I hate you.

Also? People who complain about being heavy on their blogs and clothes not fitting and then ALWAYS posting via their blogs/twitter/whatever how they eat chocolate and candy and sweets and go out to dinner all the time. It's no wonder you are gaining weight. Working out can only go so far...75% of losing weight is what you eat. I mean when I put on the lbs it's not a mystery to me, I know it's the chinese food and eating fast food and heath bars. It's not rocket science...I hate you.

I am calling out the bitch on Glee who is Jesse St James dance partner. That stank face, bad attitude, and aren't you like 35? She was all sorts of mean and poor Rachel!! Lead dance girl, I hate you!

Love,

Veronica