I didn't hate it a week ago when I last wore it. NOW I HATE IT WITH ALL OF MY BEING. Every time I've seen myself in the mirror today, I've had to stifle a groan at how much I hate this shirt. IT WAS FINE LAST WEEK. I'm over it! I'm over this shirt and when I get home I might set it on fire.
Even looking at this ms paint drawing of my shirt that I did 5 minutes ago is making me angry. Anyways, this is where I'm at.