|| fuck everything
These days it seems like i'm losing more and more touch with my sanity. No matter what I do, no matter how much effort I put in, I'm constantly barraged with bullshit. More bullshit. I feel like screaming and being violent because sometimes i feel like I just can't take it anymore, but I have so much self-control, and I hate the living crap out of it. I just want to let it all go, but it stays supressed. Where's the switch for calmness located? How can I turn it off? If lately you've seen me sit with my hand to my face, you know I'm toiling. I try not to tell anyone what the hell is going on with all this because I'm not a little baby bitch, but I figured it's okay to write in my journal. If you don't like what you read, or you have some sort of negative opinion about me, go fuck yourself. I hate everyone. And another thought: some people don't know how to treat other people with some fucking decency in this world. Cindy, Fedaa, and Angela, I hope you guys are having a fucking picnic. You women don't know how much you've hurt my feelings, and even if you did, I know you don't give a fuck. As far as I'm concerned, you're childish, heartless people, and I hope one day you'll realize that all the things you do can possibly damage someone's self-esteem. As far as school is concerned, FUCK IT. Fuck D'alessandro, fuck Furnari, and fuck ECC. You two bastards have ruined whatever hope I had of having a happy senior year, I hope you're really loving it, 'cause you've made my life fucking miserable. As for ECC, I love electronics, and I love the people there, but the curriculum can eat a cock. This doesn't go for Nunes, who's a good guy, but excuse me if I say I want to vomit for all the hell that course has put me through. And as I step off the podium and back into the real world, I'll welcome all the hatred and loathing and bullshit that will be handed to me, because that's all I can do. Welcome to hell, Dave. Enjoy your stay.