ok...i tink i have had enuf of all the nonsense...all the whinings...

if there's one tink i wan to do now it is to play Bumper Cars...cos' i wan crash sum vehicle into the wall at 100 km/h...

i nid a golf club to smash all my stuffs in my room...da*n...but i dun wanna damage my dad's...

pass me ur fone and i m glad to toss it 40 feet above the air before ricochetting off the wall...

and than there is punching bags...dunnid to the extent of tt...juz a whackable face will do...

can i cut up that "da tou" into pieces before burning it in the paper bin?

tickle my throat cuz i nid 2 puke...

shucks..tis is sick..but hopefully it describes the intensity of my anger...period.