I am not in a good mood today.
I've become really intolerant lately, and I'm sure it's not a good thing. It's probably just the end of term stress catching up with me, but it's been happening for a while. Coming home today the conversation behind me drove me up the wall, I wanted to scream or tear something to pieces. There were a few girls asking this other girl 'how many times' she thinks of some boy a day. It wasn't even the topic really, so much as the timbre of their voices and the feeling I got of uncaring. I don't know, of seperating the us from the them, which, laughably, is what I do in regards to such girls as these..I am so inclined simply to give up on the human race occasionally. It's a good thing there are people who aren't ....well...offensive to me. hah. I'm being rather nasty, but I do so dislike certain personality types. grar.
fah. I need to go do work. maybe practicing will make me feel better. I thought venting would help, but there's really nothing to this feeling, it just is. Gr. I need a punching bag, and maybe some retractable clawlike blade thingies. ooooh, wouldn't it be fun to shred feather pillows....aaaaaah. ok. work. now.