I hate the journeys that I do at the end of each week to and from Tripoli to my hometown. It is ghastly – especially getting up before dawn to catch that 6:30 bus, it is unbearable and awful waste of time.
I’m not a punctual man, but at least I usually come on time, and never lat more than half an hour. I get very nervous and upset when I stay waiting for someone who is supposed to have an important business meeting with me. I can’t help shouting when I hear him giving stupid excuses.
I really dislike the hot sandy storm weather during summer. It gets so hot and dry, I can’t sleep.
I loathe the hard work that everyone has to do during examinations. Just imagine staying indoors for several days, obliged to read long lists of books; some of them are horrible and boring.
What is called a frightening movie, when in fact it is some sort of drab film which makes me nauseated, drowsy and not in the least scared.
I can’t stand someone smoking beside me. This is worse when I am asleep. The smoke of the cigarettes irritates me very much to the extent of feeling that my brain is moving on a vicious circuit.