"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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Today's just been wank. I mean seriously wank. Biggest pile of wank that's ever wanked in my face.

I stayed off college because my swollen glands had gotten to the extreme where I couldn't breathe properly. I didn't really miss anything as far as I'm aware. I had two assignments due in, but I'd done them ahead of time anyway - so I just planned to hand them in when I next saw my tutors for the lesson.

First thing that occured was Shelly rang me - in a bad mood because certain cunts at college had been winding her up, twisting my words and making them out to be that I wasn't even in love with Shelly and that I planned to leave her so I could go after Ash. I mean seriously, WTF MATE.

I spent most of today playing Super Paper Mario - and it was the only thing that I really counted on today to keep my hands busy. So I clutched onto my Wii remote so tightly - I couldn't allow my hands to wander off to my stationery drawer so I could get SR.

I ended up breaking later - when mam came back from nana's.
I'd fucking asked nana not to say anything to mam about this shitty personal message thing.
So what does she fucking do?

So apparently now grandad doesn't want to talk to me - and of course, mam's said I'm the worst person ever, numerous times over.
Hmmm yes. I'm the worst person ever. I'm not a drug addict living under a bridge, scrounging money, mugging people and assaulting the elderly, vandalising public places and killing animals.

No, I'm a harmless A-level student who often gets bullied who wrote CUNT on her personal message.
Yes, that really makes me the worst person ever. Grow the fuck up mother, you're fucking pathetic.