I've got a lot of hates. Will also start with what I hate about myself. Just to prove that my hatred can cover anything.
- I hate that sometimes all I can do is whine, despite knowing that nothing is going to change.
- I hate that I cannot be clever, otherwise I'd be rich by now.
- I hate the way I look, and so do many people. But not like I'm going to do anything about it. I look even worse with makeup on.
- I hate living with a hole in my heart. Literally, not figuratively. While I can lift heavy stuff and such, it's only for a short moment. If I run for a somewhat long distance, my heart starts having trouble maintaining rhythm.
What I hate that's not about me:
- Same as MBOU mentioned, uncontrolled / poorly educated kids.
- Babies. Yes, I dislike their screaming, and ever since I was 5 I still disliked babies. And I know part of the reason for it too: They get better treatment than I ever got, even as a baby. I especially feel envious when I see people doing everything to satisfy babies, while I was left to cry or my mother was smoking while holding me in her arms, or I got beat up for every little mistake. Other babies I see nowadays are handled so gently like they're fragile when they make a mistake, no one smacks them like I got smacked...
This also pushed me to the point of hating my past self for any moment I've probably annoyed my mother with my screaming while I was a baby. I only became self-aware at the age of 8 months old, oldest memory I have in my mind, but I still kept being a useless screamer till I was around 2 years old.
- People who take advantage of me (like say... using my computer for a whole day quite often, or using my knowledge to do their homework or pass exams in high school...). I know when they are doing so, I just keep quiet about it until they do something that ticks me off, and then, not only do I cut ties, but I become a snitch!
- This thing people call "being humane", it's a double standard. Cancer patients can beg their lungs out and still be left there to struggle in some countries, while even a mere fish is being killed when it doesn't even ask for it and struggles to live, mostly due to it not knowing that it will die, it just fights to live. My belief (which is personal, not really because of a religion, as I am agnostic) is that if something did nothing bad to me or doesn't pose a risk to others, I will not kill it. I also see it as an insult in a way, to the struggling animal that kept fighting for its life.
- Conformity through obligation. I hate it. If I want to conform to one group, it's my choice, not an obligation. I hate it when people try to drag me towards the majority.
- Certain beliefs and traditions that include killing the innocent people for stupid reasons.
- O yeah, and them bicycle riders in the park, who can't keep to their freaking lane! It wasn't painted there for them to move to the walkers' lane and ring their bells at us or bump into us for the lulz.