Has He Lost His Mind? Can He See Or Is He Blind?

i finally finished my web d creative journal.
its a fucking load of crap.
its just like art and craft.
i failed that, btw.
i made a glorified scrapbook.
(which i think looks horrible)
i hope i'll get a d.
that's the best i've been getting in quite a while.

my fucking i and e project has postponed.
due to vvapid incompetence from the bunch of fuckheads that make up my group.
half the time they're uncontactable.
the other half, they don't complete what they've been arrowed.
i asked mohan to get 5m bby 5m of cardboard.
he called me last week with 3 fucking boxes.
that fucking idiot left this to the last minute,
see what happens?
and no, i didn't do my part last minute.
i called ppl up a month in advance.
fuck yeah.
for once i do what i'm supposed to.
this is the kinda crap i get.
moral of the story,
group projects are inherently evil.
but only if you're selwyn.

fuck it lah.
i'm never getting along with any1, more or less.
and no.
i'm not blaming any1 for that but myself.
it doesn't matter.
someday i'd like to let everything burn.
kill 'em all.

ever heard the song iron man?
its about an iron man (literally) who saved the world.
but after a while he was taken for granted and ignored.
so he retreats into his shell.
makes plans.
and "kills the people he once saved"

one day i'll be just like that.
i've tried to be nice to every1 bbefore.
it doesn't work.
it never does.
probably because i'm inherently unlovable.
i don't care.
one day, i'll kill you all.

MUNKY gone to heaven- the pixies.

Everything is gonna burn
we'll all take turns
i'll get mine, too
this Munky's gone to heaven.