Current song: Crawlin' - Linkin Park

Yes, I'm fucking pissed. Not at anything, not at anybody (though I should be rather pissed at someone at the instant for not showing up), but at the fact that I have to teach.

I hate teaching.

Well, I don't mind if it's the informal thing like:

A: "How do you do this again?"

B: "Oh, just do this, this, this... etc."

A: "Seriously/Really?"

B: "I think so..... kua..."

But when it comes to formal teaching....... for fuck's sake, I'm only 20 years old, with totally NO teaching ex-fucking-perience! My apologies for my language, but I'm in a rather pissy mood that just becoming more and more shitty as I think about it. Life is SUCH a bitch. One minute, it gives you rainbows and sunshine, and the next, it turns around and bites you back in the ass. And of course, anyone who knows me well enough to realize that I've used two or more 'fucks' in a sentence, followed by a whole lot of other inappropriate words will know that I'm seriously pissed off.

GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE!!!! IT'S ALREADY COMPLICATED ENOUGH WITHOUT HAVING ANYTHING ELSE TO FUCK IT UP MORE!!!! I DON'T NEED ANYTHING MORE TO MAKE IT EVEN SHITTIER THAN IT ALREADY IS!!!!

I can hardly understand why the fuck this is happening to me.... I'm not even a teacher. I'm just a friggin student with a lot of work in the uni and to top it off, I don't even get sundays off because I have Dance activities on that day too. And my Saturdays are almost always busy. This sucks. To the max. Because I don't know how to teach, and I don't know if I CAN teach. So why pile this fucking shit on me and make me do it when I'VE FUCKING SAID "NO" A HUNDRED FUCKING TIMES OVER?! Want me to spell it out with my ass?! DAMMIT!

Urrrgghhhh....

This is not helping at all. I can't calm down. Not even while I'm sitting and RPing and having a chat with a good friend (who claims it's for my mental health). I'm still seeing red. If only I could just get out of where I have to go and never go back... yeah. That might be a good idea... if I could move out, that is. Cause all I'm in now, is deep shit. Yeah, that's it. Tell me I HAVE to teach, then give me less then twenty-fucking-four hours to prepare a lesson.

Whoopee-freakin'-doo.

Life is a fuckin' bitch of shit, yeah.

Oh well... time for me to go shit it up even more. Catch ya'll later when I'm feeling a bit more better. Blah.