lamenting schmamenting

i am tired and grumpy and i will be a bitch now... do not read on if you are:

1. not bitchy enough
2. grumpy
3. do not understand english


point 1: the LOM department are a bunch of fucking idiots with no common sense or brains... or are just too fucking fucked up lazy shits that they CANNOT organise their information and give it at once... they have to think a fucking million years for their brains to organise BASIC COMMON SENSE decisions before they can react... their information TRICKLES slower than a dying old man's pee... their pictures are as useless and as small as winona ryder's tits (believe me they are tiny)... idiots (this is with regards with information for their diploma site... i am as pissed as a EXPLOITED designer can get)

point 2: i am so fucking sure that one day.. i'll turn my left leg... and SNAP... my leg will dislocate.. the knee hurts almost every day... it makes a popping/cracking/crunching sound when i bend it or squat down... and i seem to be super prone to smashing it... at least i'll still have automatic cars...

point 3: i am so broke... my mum is so broke... my sister seems to be broke... there isn't any money left in our bank accounts... i'm living on coins that i've put aside over the last few months... i don't think the giro deductions will get through for the bills at home... i fucking hate being poor... i hate not being able to live a better life because of the selfish needs of the others... how about i just kill someone or die myself?

point 4: i want to stick my hand into my abdomen and tear my stomach out... jump on it again and again... pee on it... spit on it... and kick it into george bush's face.. 2 reasons... i have my gastric problems... i cant eat something without thinking about how i'll feel like puking it out in less than an hour... i do not have bulimia or anorexia or watever... i bet $1000 bucks i will die from stomach cancer... i'll put it in my will if u accept my bet