moanlog – Anonymous moaning

I hate when Luton makes impossible exams and I get disappointing marks.

I wonder what it's like to have your wildest dreams come true.

thanks for asking me.

I'm trying to study, well I will in a minute, anyway, there's dickheads left right and center making noises. I've got one dickhead playing music and games extremely loud, and one dickhead downstairs singing and it's coming through the floor.

When I get the chance, I'm going to paper cut you all in your sleep.

It's the new year, and you promised us our coursework to be marked and given back to us by early December. You missed your last lecture, the last lecture before our exams, and now you've missed your own deadline for the coursework.

Do you think I am going to recommend your module to anyone who asks me?

to me it doesn't matter that me and mr perfect are not engaged or married it; it will happen. for you, it was ARRANGED. you will have to live with the fact that no guy wanted you before him. he was desperate to get married and you fitted the bill perfectly. at least my other half knows the difference between a dick and a vagina, maybe he can touch your raisins on your chest and orgasm over that!!

itunes you fucking whore-cunt licking sack of fucking shit. you fucking cunt time vampire. you godless test of satan. fuck you, your fucking downloads and updates that neither download or update. you utter fucking peice of shit, that nearly motivates me to send my laptop out the fucking window. goddamn you to fucking hell. cunt.

If I start to lose friends because of what you did, when I wasn't even there, then you're probably not going to like the consequences all that much.

You shit is everywhere, and your freinds leave theirs lying around in my space...fuck off would ya.

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.