THE RAGE TOPIC

I’m overflowing with rage I won’t even bother to make this more read-able.

FUCK TRANSIT
FUCK IT
I HATE IT SO MUCH
furst of all
I have to take the 151 to coquitlam station
we get off at 2:35
we wait at the bus stop right there until 3:20 EVEN THOUGH THAT SHOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE THE BUS SHOULD COME EVERY HALF HOUR
we get to the station at which point I should take the C28
the bus is already there and full
right before I fucking step on it, it was full
so I walked to the next stop
saw another one was supposed to come in 15
wait
THIS BUS IS FULL
and a person gets off at the next stop and runs towards ours, meaning they mistakenly forgot to get off
and could have gotten out at our stop
and let me in
then I walk to the very next one and not having had breakfast today I didn’t have the energy to go all the way home
this fucking bus
they pass by me
saying “bus is full, sorry”
AND THERE WERE TWO FUCKING SEATS FREE

I’m going to find whoever was driving that bus
and then at every one of their stops I will wait there sharpening my axe
staring at them
that is the only option

if hate was an energy source I would use it to power a large sign that says “FUCK YOU TRANSIT” for eons to come

Transit is our public transportation system.

[indent][i]Just a dream, in a labyrinthine dormitorium or living complex, with the sensation that the spaces are vacant during the day. Somewhat roomy halls twist at right angles often enough so that overhead lamps cannot possibly light them evenly. Atmosphere is cool, damp, dark, but hygienic and homey with the short carpeting that frequents public halls. A widened block of hallway gives the perception of a room, with a door to either side of the pedestrian flow. The bent hallways give the perception of privacy.

Within one door, initially to the right, is the most calming presence known. Anxiety rises as is the case with meeting someone for the first time, but this is soothed by having already known them for long. The room represents the origins of this hope, the place with which a will-be friend calls home, but it remains a place still unknown.

Opposing this door, though, is a foreign room. This room contains the existence of one that could be considered friendly if only it weren’t in such proximity at this unsure time. Luckily it remains shut, and the first door replies. Greeting you is the small, kind character you know. Despite such hospitality, the opposing door limits your comfort upon entering where you’ve long desired access to. But that fear is gently silenced as you look past your wonderful host to see a compact yet caring living environment. The dream is slowly realized.

This sort of intimacy freezes, and time brings both out and downstairs to a more commercial setting. A dark mall seems to be where this host makes a living, vending drinks of the alcoholic variety in a small, bar-like stall. Blue light rains down from above as the guest is offered some sizeable bottle of some soothing beverage. Its bite is dulled with drinking more. The most empathetic welcomer, aware of your more casual state, attempts to distance slightly from you, but your gentle nature brings both of your feelings closer. There is reciprocation in this social setting, as a bond between two friends is finally glazed. The night continues, its events uncertain but its worries gone as mutual trust and caring form the new paradigm.[/i][/indent]– 19 October 2008

I DONT HAVE TIME TO READ THIS I ONLY HAVE TIME TO RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

OMG SCHOOL BEGUN: I WANT MY HOLIDAYS BAAAAAAAAAACK ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!UOIwruiganwhegöiwgpmio3r

big important exam, and the fuckwad of a new principal told me to fuck off on the basis of some fucking legal term. “and oh don’t bother trying for the next one either”
I want to bash his head in

So you just got kicked off school? What was that legal term?

Not really kicked out, just not allowed to take part in these particular tests.
There’s a mandatory amount of courses required before you can take part, I’m a couple coursemarks short but this wasn’t a big issue with the old head of school, they let me take part in the English exams when I wasn’t even in the right yearclass. This new guy on the other hand is tighter than a 12 year old about the rules and barely tried to cover up the “fuck off” attitude.

“Tighter than a 12-year-old” will never NOT make you look creepy. Also, stay in school, kids.

what, it’s not socially acceptable to make jokes about pedophilia? :stuck_out_tongue:
there’s far worse things said on this forums

I just got through reading the Caliban series… For those who care, it’s an Asimov-approved series of “sequels” to the Robot Novels by an author by the name of Roger MacBride Allen. What really pissed me off was all the syntax errors in the writing that somehow got over-looked in the editing process. Fairly minor in the first of the three books, but got progressively more frequent until it was almost distracting to the actual storyline by the third one. It just seemed to make them appear rushed and shoddy in a way…

That reminds me of Call of The Wild. When I read it in 7th grade, I had a lot of trouble because fucking Jack London had it published without editing. And because it’s a “classic” nobody has bothered to fix all of his mistakes in the 107 years since it’s first print.

I HATE WINDOWS VISTA IT’S A FRIGGIN PILE OF JUNK
IF I HAD ANY CHOICE TO USE ANYTHING OTHER THEN WINDOWS THIS COMPUTER WOULD BE THROWN OUT LIKE THE TRASH IT IS
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE

you just suck dicks, vista is completely fine

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Why is it so hard to get raid working on my laptop.

What kind of company can’t write a BIOS that lets you toggle the raid controller, but instead requires you to reflash a RAID required version of the bios. ALSO the normal bios can be flashed with bootable CD but the raid one REQUIRED FLOPPY. The best part is my laptop doesn’t have a floppy drive. Here is the first line of the bios flashing instructions.

  1. Obtain a USB FDD and a FDD.

What kind of step is that? “Obtain an ancient piece of hardware that in its prime almost no one had.” Like it’s no big deal. As if when you go to the dealer to work on your car to install a new stereo and he tells you that you need to obtain a square drill bit to install it. Also what’s with the choice of wording: Obtain. Obtain the type of words used when someone wants an item but doesn’t mind or care about the actions required to accomplish such a task. Is my laptop company telling me to steal a USB floppy. I think the last one in existence is located in the Historical Museum of Science and Technology. But to get in that place I’ll need about 12 men, 4 sets of ir beacon deadeners, a couple of fake passports, someone with an Australian accent, a mim on the museum hardline, and one salt water aquarium canister filter.

We’ll meet up at the usual location in 0600 hours.

The reason your computer fucks up isn’t because it isn’t doing what you tell it to do, it’s because it’s doing exactly what you tell it to do.

BUT IT ISN’T DOING IT RIGHT :retard:

why are legacy nVidia graphic drivers 150MB…

That’s a good question. That’s larger than the Half-Life World-Opponent-Network’s final cumulative update, which included the most recent versions of favorite mods such as Team Fortress Classic 1.5, Death Match Classic, and Ricochet.

“WTF is Halo Reach?”. I can’t tell if it’s genuine retarded assholery going on in there or just intense trolling, but I have to stop reading that thread before I rage myself into insanity.

:fffuuu:

@Orpheon I say just go with it :stuck_out_tongue:

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