I’m fucking pissed.
Yeah, I’m fucking pissed! I fucking failed 3 out of 4 math tests that I have done in the past 2 weeks. That means that all the fucking work i’ve done at home, to prepare for the test, was useless. I’m going to blame it on the teacher. Shit, I mean, I’ve turned in the extra work that YOU made me do. You created a plan for ME so you could check that work and make sure that I am prepared for the test. THEN HOW THE FUCK DID IT HAPPEN THAT i FAILED MY TEST? HOW ON FUCKING EARTH IS THAT POSSIBLE?
All these questions will probably remain unanswered, because my math teacher is a dick, and that’s that. There’s nothing more to it!
To make it worse, when I come home today, I won’t get to chill. First of all I’ll be stressed, because the fate of my further education in this school depends on how I settle my problems with math. Also, I won’t be resting because I have two HUGE essays to write during a rather short amount of time. Finally, I won’t be resting because in the condition that I’m in, it will be impossible for me to fall asleep. i will lie there, in bed, awake, the whole night.
I’m a fucking peice of shit, and i know it. I wish everything was much simpler in life. You want a job, and then you get it. I wish we didn’t have to go through the tedious middle-step of being in school and having our brains fucked by teachers who JUST FUCKING GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE!!!!!
I mean, HOW THE FUCK do you get so FUCKING evil in the matter of a FUCKING YEAR. I mean, come on, you’re a fucking bitch, a cunt. Last year you were still sitting in one of your gay classes, with a dick (like the type you are being right now) yelling at you for not having your work in on time. now you’re THAT DICK except you’re being a dick to people that are MUCH youger than you.
Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever used the word “fuck” so many times in one post, or one sitting/writing period. I hope this fucking shows how angry I am. I can’t help it. if I didn’t love it as much as I do, i would probably throw my laptop out of the window.
Shit, if I was an alcoholic it would be so much easier for me right now. Just go, get drunk, and forget about all the fucking problems that are worying you right now. Shit, shit, shit,shit. I don’t know what else to write. My emotions are just fucking bursting in ALL directions from me right now. people better not piss me off. I swear, if anyone does so much as say a WORD to me, I’ll freeze them out of my life so hard they’re going to have to go to the North Pole to de-frost!
Ok. My breathing seems to be normal. That last sentence shows that my sense of humor is back, which means that I am probably back to my usual state of calmness, poise, and rationality.
Sorry for all the swearing and shit.
Fuck, I take that back. I’m not sorry for anything. I’m not sorry for ANYTHING I have done. I’m tired of being sorry. if I had to go back, and do it all again, I’d do it all the same, except I would have NEVER chosen to take this goddamn math class this year.
