I dislike that I have horrible luck. Something really, really good will happen to me and then something just as equally bad (if not worse) will turn around and happen to me.
Good: Landed a new job.
Bad: New job has forced me to abandon college altogether despite a signed agreement saying that they'll work with me.
Another example: I try to post an opinion about something in a humorous manner to try to fit in with everyone and it only goes horribly wrong. Always happens. Always.
Really hate bad luck. Sometimes I think that I stepped on a black cat while breaking a mirror under a ladder everyday FOR seven years in a past life.
Flavor of the Day: That dirty taste that all organic food has.