Holiday resolution isn't going as planned, and I'm fucking pissed off over other things.

Last night was total bullshit and I felt like killing myself.

I was being all Mort Rainey-ish with mad hair typing out stuff. And finally, I think I'm sick of it.

Cut off myself from the world and start writing my book. I was born to do great things, not bicker around. How's that fuckwit? I will not bow down to cruelty.

It's really annoying you know, people being total dumbfucks and ignorant. Dig deeper, not access things in a bimbo-itic fashion.

I don't judge, I merely analyse. You should be ashamed of yourself to think I am as low as them. You don't understand do you? There is so much more to fear than you'll ever think. How could I stand by them side by side in war, and how could you expect that of me. Call these people who spat on me God? Forget it. I'd rather die being so angry at everyone.

Everyone dies in the end, I know. But I'm a motherfucking survivor and at least I wouldn't die of suicide. You said I'm wasting my life because I'm so angry. But anger is the key to survival. If I had submit myself to such despair and hopelessness, where do you think I'd be now? My lovely green grave.

I never was angry at you. And you shouldn't have assumed.

And you should've thought better of me. I'm not one of them. So start treating me as your equal.

ETA: I need to travel for more than an hour to and fro school just to return some dvds. Fucking lame.