I Hate Most People.

Let's clear up the issue of the title. 'Hate' is a strong word, and it may not be used in its general sense here. 'Strongly dislike' might be a more apt term, but using 'hate' makes for a better title. Excuse my sense of neatness. 'People' is also used peculiarly. I like a few of my friends, my close family and certain members of my extended family. But for everyone else, my default setting towards them would be "Ew". It doesn't matter which race, religion, caste, sex, or anything else discriminatory. Everyone I see are potential asses, unless its a girl who's extremely gorgeous (I'm a dude, cut me some slack here).
I don't know why I do this, maybe its a primitive animal instinct to be careful of anyone and everyone which has somehow been passed down to me over the generations. Personally, I find that theory a tad too improbable. A more believable theory would be that I'm just a dick to people. Yeah, I'd smile, laugh and play with you, but inside I might be thinking of ways to murder you in your sleep.
YEAH.
Its just one of my idiosyncrasies. Please don't judge me.
But just to be safe, next time you see me, come talk to me. If I like you, you'll know.

[Writer's block today. This is just something I've been thinking about. Think of this one of those annoying filler episodes between awesome ones. Bear with me, here. Thank you for reading.]