I hate it when they play police sirens on the radio. 100% of the time that I listen to the radio, I'm in a car. That is bad. I'm all paranoid of cops (hate them).

Also hate when I can't get up the balls and the window closes.

and I hate the itch of poison ivy -especially in the armpits and inside of bicep, tricep area.

happy note: I like bananas and blueberries (one of the flavors I didn't like till post puberty like blue cheese, beer, and mangos)