I like the lemon ice cream.
I like waking up in the morning and then spend at least 10 minutes to stretch out in bed.
I like the smell of biscuits and cakes which is one of my mom.
I like my cat, when you stretch on your stomach with your legs stretched out, in ways sphinx.
Like those who smile and who sings in the street.
I like to sit on the couch and turn off your brain.
I like the blueberry beer, for about 2 hours.
I like the rustling of sheets as soon as clean and fresh feeling that you just give you dive into bed.
I like the white. I like people
sincere, genuine, fun.
hate having to get up early in the morning (but if it's for a good let me because I like).
I hate to fold socks.
I hate the dirt road to the ground.
hate pigeons (and I love the little birds in general).
hate Piazza San Marco and the tourists who feed pigeons.
I hate waiting for the subway for hours and find that the N is already local and then back home it takes me 30 minutes and not 15.
I hate people who take advantage of situations, is smart, does a deaf ear, does what he likes so much that then pay the consequences to others.
hate parking your car and pay the fines.
hate fedex.
hate those who are arrogant, conceited and always has an opinion and a pointless anecdote about everything: I need your gossip unnecessary, nor find fault with your hair and eggs. Thanks.
hate boats in Menton.
I hate freshmen.
I hate fans who pretend to be preppy ssssssssoooo democratics.
friends hate abusive, profiteers and fake.
But overall I hate having to hold back what I think.
Also because I love to complain.
bet nobody would have thought.
