moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Those fucking postcard douchebags. I hate them so much.

Fucking goddamn fires have turned the sky orange again. These fall days where the humidity is so fucking low that you could light water on fire piss me off. Add winds above 30mph and pyro tendencies, you have a formula to ruin my fucking lungs.

you will now start breathing manually....

i hate that this works on me! i cant get back to auto

Please leave the room. Please. I understand you don't have an overly large group of friends, but when you are in here minute after minute hour after hour, it gets on my nerves. Do you know what I would give just to be able to rub one out at my desk in the middle of the afternoon instead of having to go into the bathroom at ungodly hours of the night?

It's bad when someone who is on his computer as much as I am thinks you are on yours too much. Get out.

Why the fuck are you coming into my room with sweets for yourself and I when we both need to drop a few pounds, well, you need to drop a few hundred, and it's 10:30PM. The fuck is wrong with you fatty?

Why are you such a fat lazy fucking bitch? Jesus christ, just fucking get up and do something instead of saying how tired you are.

Christ on a fucking bike.
I need the power to rip the flesh from people's skin with a single thought.
Then you'd stop fucking whining you ridiculous cunt. You'd be shrieking with pain and I would be laughing with glee. WITH GLEE

Thanks to the complete cunt who dented my car in Tesco carpark today. I hate you, and if i'd caught you in the act i would've gladly called you a cunt to your face.

I fucking hate page limits. The worst thing when you're trying to write an assignment or essay is constantly think about the page limit you have to reach. It puts me completely off an already difficult thing to do, so having to constantly worry about whether or not you have enough to type about is so tiresome.

hey builders! us living in tall apartments don't appreciate your goddamn ridiculous bright light coming from your crane.

do you seriously work at night that much? turn it off, fuckers!

Killed myself to get to the Post Office only to find they had now implemented some bullshit change where you can't pick up parcles after 12:30PM.

Thanks for completely wasting my time and not informing me of the time limits on the little slip of paper you put through my door.

I am trying to write a paper for Thursday. Turn your fucking music down, you are giving me a headache. I might actually be forced to throw the speakers at you, you inconsiderate bunch of cunts.

Dont you just hate when you call up the electrition to fix something up and he ends up using Google to find the solution?

I really hate idiots who talk shit behind the computer screen, and are 1 meter tall in real life. Get a life and stop acting like a bodybuilding champion of the world behind your monitor and keyboard. FREAKS !!

"It's got 4 gigs of internal memory so you can fit 4000 sounds on it depending on what kind of music you're into"

Wait, what? The amount of songs I can store is dependant on the type of music I'm into?

Before you sit infront of a camera and speak to the Internet, prepare what you're going to say.

It's pretty lame how Sky+ can record a max of 2 programs without letting you change channel. If you change channel it asks you to cancel a recording :( This might work if you have a house of 2 or 3, but any larger and it starts becoming a prick.

Also can I just say, since Sky got some idiot to swap over the box, the new one has been making loud noises and I'm not fucking paying £80 again.

If you say to all of your students you're going to update the site with further exam details, you kind of have an obligation to pull through on that, unless you want us to think you're more of a dickhead than you already are. The exam is so flippin' close and you've told us next to nothing about it.

brb while I read years worth of work to make sure I cover everything for the exam

For the love of god, can you please stop talking to me. I know you're new here and you don't know much about this area or have much friends here, but just put a lid on your shit and chill out.

Why do you act so different online? You're quiet, you're everywhere in the fucking background in person, but online you're talkative and you never shut up.

For fuck's sake. Don't play fucking Yesterday by the fucking Beatles at the gym. I'm trying to run further, not sit down, get stoned and have a fucking reminiscing sob.

I should have known talking to you online would be as difficult as face to face. Why should I dumb down my language just so you can understand me? I feel as I'm losing brain cells just by talking to you.