Yeah, I agree with pyro too. Your to angry.
My birthday was Saturday.
And immediately on Monday, I had a four-hour comprehensive exam covering the past 6 months of condensed schooling. I studied over twenty-five hours last week (ten of which had to be done on the weekend) all in addition to the regular classes 0645-1600 each weekday.
The very continuation of my career, and resultant promotion, was dependent on good performance, and so (trotting through any hope of festivity) I performed well.
Do not complain of birthdays in eye’s reach of me.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
FUCK FUCKING MY FUCKING METH MATH LAB
FUCK THEIR SODDING, ACID DRIPPY COCKS INTO A FINE GROUND MOTHERFUCKING PASTE GODDAMN IT SHITTING COCKFUCKING GOATBLOWER BULLSHIT
ARGH
WHY, WHY DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS BULLSHIT ROUGHLY SEVEN GODDAMN HOURS AWAY FROM MY FINAL GODDAMN IT FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FOR MARKING MY SHIT WRONG DUE TO SEMANTIC BULLSHIT AND THE FACT YOUR PROGRAMMERS CAN’T BE ARSED TO ADD A PLUS/MINUS SIGN, FORCING ME TO WRITE MY GODDAMN ANSWER TWICE, ONCE POSITIVE AND ONCE NEGATIVE CAN YOU GET ANY MORE FUCKING LAZY?!? FUCK YOU STUPID COCKSUCKERS. YOU DESERVE TO BE HUNG FROM A TELEPHONE POLE BY YOUR LARGE INTESTINES, [color=red]YOU LETHARGIC TWATS.
capillaries explode
That was intense.
Now that, ladies and gentlemen is how you rage. Much anger, many swearing so capslock.
I didn’t read it. I only saw fuck repeatedly. I can feel his anger .__. It’s changing me.
On topic: no money 
and my work isn’t really giving me enough to make it off of.
And I thought I was an angry person. 
i woke up today (at about 6pm) with a brown tea stain on my mattress and an empty teacup lying on the ground next to my bed, i only barely even remember having that tea
my mattress is freaken covered in coffee stians it prob looks like im a monster diarrhoea man to the uninitiated
the horror
why the crumbs are you drinking coff in bed
my whole furniture situation is a mess so im doing a lot of shit sitting in bed atm that u might otherwise think is not bed shit to be doing. kinda gotta find a new place to live v soon
what the fucking fuck
the warcraft3 world editor is bugging the shit out of me
earlier while testing it kept saying “not enough manna” for an ability that doesn’t require any mana
now two separate triggers for two different abilities are both firing when one ability is cast but not the other
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK
actually, only one of the two triggers is fires, and only once, when either ability is used
HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE
Why do people keep trivializing my loneliness?
“Why do you want a woman? They are all crazy.”
“Being in a relationship isn’t that great.”
It’s that great to me. It’s the one thing I really want from life and people are acting like I shouldn’t want it as if that will make me feel better about being alone. It just makes me feel worse that you have it and take it for granted when I still can’t get in the door.
yeah man, better to have loved and lost and so on
try keeping in mind that those people probably say those things to make you feel better, even if it doesn’t
it’s kind of like having a depression and people giving you all sorts of advice like “try exercising! just buck up!”, even though it doesn’t help at all
This sort of leads me on to how much I hate generalisations. Be it a race, religion, gender, or relationships as a whole, if someone makes a shitty blanket rule I just lose interest in them existing. Same goes for “stop liking what I don’t like” or “you’re a grown woman/man so you’re not allowed to like this” and some people are so bad about it I literally lose the ability to think at all like wow excuse me
Holy shit I fucking hurt so bad and I don’t even know why.
Aaaaarrrggggg
I understand your plight by virtue of not minding pain so long as I know its origin.
Being single is a drag. Then you start dating again. Grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. Honestly, we’re all just looking for the hormone high. Because once you stick with someone for a while, you invariably start to get annoyed to hell and back with how wrong they are. You notice that the reality doesn’t line up with the fantasy- the perfect person, the one that compliments your flaws, the… one, really.
That’s the problem with relationships:
Idealization + Hormonal high = Letdown (V)
(^) Lack of hormonal high + time = Desperation.
Vicious cycle.