Nobody understands how i work. Each and everytime someone tells me that i've given them attitute and shown my temper is talking fucking bullshit.
FUCK YOU.
Nobody has seen me at my worst, yet.
I may be the insane one that blows up at times, but thats just annoyance actually. Its not even full blown eruption yet. At times, i feel like grabbing a rock glass and bashing it onto someone's head till their skull cracks. I
Its fun!
I am psychotic. I've never denied that.
Thats how i am. I'm the straightforward person that tells you to fuck off in your face.
I think about my results and where i can go after that. Then the reality check hits me again, as i remember that i didnt quite make it because i failed Maths and Science. Fuck Maths and Science please. This is the only two subjects that are full of bullshit and is of no real use
to anyone.
I dun see me telling the customer to x1-y1/ y2-x1 whenever i'm talking to them. It'll be retarded wouldnt it?
Then i think about it again, i cant go anywhere already. I've reached the end of my education. I'm tired, i seriously am. Everyday is a battle to fight for something that i dun even know about. I have nothing, except for a N and O level certs plus alot of other nonsensical certs. I dun even know why i bother to keep fighting for something that i dun even know if i need in the future.
Fuck life. Bottom line.
All i have is the knowledge of spirits, champange and wines. Even so, my knowledge is limited, because everything i know is bits and pieces. So in the end, it's as though i dun know anything at all.
Bah, my life sucks. I dun even know why i lived nineteen years in vain for.
YM LAH.