Aw man… tomorrow is the due date for the ADM assignment and I’ve JUST started on it. To top that, a 40% MAP test is also going to be underway tomorrow. Oh joy. I’m currently sitting in the computer lab trying to start up on it.
*sigh*
Seriously, this post ain’t about none of that shit, man. Y’know, somehow when I wake up in the morning, I don’t give much thought when going to class. I just wake up, chill around and bathe when the time is right and then set off to class. Right after that, there must be something that happens in class, be it some idiotic bimbo talking trash hoping to squeeze some laughs outta people, people who act fake and TRY to be funny or idiots, that make me seriously regret not continue my peaceful and ever-so-comfortable slumber. However, after giving all those things a thought, I go to class to HOPEFULLY study and actually learn something, not to be entertained by a bunch of B-grade Comedy Central rejects.
Alright, I’ve just realized to sound more and more like a “Kundy’s Mind” post but there are just some things that I can’t keep in any longer. Call it whining, bitching, whatever, man. You don’t like what I’m saying, close the window and go play games.
Throughout this fucked up semester, it’s been really hard to study and shit like that. Either it’s the lack of passion for the subjects or pure laziness or I’m seriously burnt out. To add to that, everything else be it luck, love or simply the people around me ain’t helping much either save a rare few. Christ, I’ve been realizing that I’ve been bottling up a lot of hate over the few months that I’ve spent in VU and once in a while, violent thoughts of *ahem* abusing them, be it physically, mentally or verbally, have cropped one too many times in my head. I need help serious professional help, man. I noticed I’ve been randomly having temper flares all of a sudden when I don’t need it but it’s not a sickness or anything… It’s that immense hate and dislike starting to spill outta that bottle where I keep them all. Fuck… At this point of typing, I’ve got at least 5 angry things to say about certain people. As much as I would love to tell how much I would love to kill and maim and mutilate your damn ugly faces, I’d prefer not to.
*sigh*
Seriously, this post ain’t about none of that shit, man. Y’know, somehow when I wake up in the morning, I don’t give much thought when going to class. I just wake up, chill around and bathe when the time is right and then set off to class. Right after that, there must be something that happens in class, be it some idiotic bimbo talking trash hoping to squeeze some laughs outta people, people who act fake and TRY to be funny or idiots, that make me seriously regret not continue my peaceful and ever-so-comfortable slumber. However, after giving all those things a thought, I go to class to HOPEFULLY study and actually learn something, not to be entertained by a bunch of B-grade Comedy Central rejects.
Alright, I’ve just realized to sound more and more like a “Kundy’s Mind” post but there are just some things that I can’t keep in any longer. Call it whining, bitching, whatever, man. You don’t like what I’m saying, close the window and go play games.
Throughout this fucked up semester, it’s been really hard to study and shit like that. Either it’s the lack of passion for the subjects or pure laziness or I’m seriously burnt out. To add to that, everything else be it luck, love or simply the people around me ain’t helping much either save a rare few. Christ, I’ve been realizing that I’ve been bottling up a lot of hate over the few months that I’ve spent in VU and once in a while, violent thoughts of *ahem* abusing them, be it physically, mentally or verbally, have cropped one too many times in my head. I need help serious professional help, man. I noticed I’ve been randomly having temper flares all of a sudden when I don’t need it but it’s not a sickness or anything… It’s that immense hate and dislike starting to spill outta that bottle where I keep them all. Fuck… At this point of typing, I’ve got at least 5 angry things to say about certain people. As much as I would love to tell how much I would love to kill and maim and mutilate your damn ugly faces, I’d prefer not to.
I swear to god that I need to go back to the temple
I need a time-out.
“Somebody save me from this Animal I Have Become”
~Three Days Grace~
I need a time-out.
“Somebody save me from this Animal I Have Become”
~Three Days Grace~
God, it’s hard to suppress this but seriously… Some people just need a swift kick in the butt and a rattling to make them realize what bastards/bitches/idiots they are. Them with their falsetto tones, feigned innocence and forced smiles. Maybe that’s what I need… a swift kick in a butt, a reminder of the more realistic things in life. Damn, I’m screwed up. Or rather, is the world screwed up?
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