dog paws off me. you disgusting jelly for a brain woman. srsly, there is nothing worth pushing about. wait, you are worth nothing. Put on some clothes, yours are hideous. Put a paper bag over your face too. You know what spoiled the picture, i wouldn’t say it is the gesture of her pushing me but HER FACE. that has to be the part that killed it for me. if someone didn’t know better, they would think we are friends. oh that thought, agonizing. woman, get some real hair. get a new face. forget it, too much effort. take a shotgun…soft head bullet. i would say .44 calibre but you might hurt someone in the process. take .22 calibre, soft head bullet i repeat. it will rip your face a part as you shoot your temple and when it exits. 

i’m done ranting. a bad start to the morning and this woman still annoys me. took it out on her. i feel that little push, more like a shove in my back. it is telling me that i should start my own hostel when i get back. not bragging, i believe i (and my dad) have what it takes. However, the odds are against me. My futures routes have been narrowed down to 4 choices. Mainly. they are just represented by abbreviations. Mainly, they have the worst work life balance, i would say none for that matter. i thought my day was terrible when i woke up this morning with a to-do list about half a page long. Now, my day has taken a dive for the worst thing possible (w.r.t to my life at this point).