Monday, April 14, 2008
fucking hell tolerate in office, tolerate at home, tolerate with myself at night.
its only when i play bball that i dun really have to think about anything. swimming is a lonely sport so it doesnt really help, though the cool water might just help to cool down the steamed head.
dunno how much more i can take before i blow up and blow everyone up. i would think that that day would be very very ugly.
my retrospect;
8:42 PM
