one day i hope i'll be in a bad accident and get mangled up or something just to show that u guys are right. u keep talking abt accidents as if u want me to be involved in one. one day, i'll show u ur right. i'm sick of having to listen to u nag at me everyday. as if i dunno the fucking dangers. i know the risks when i took my license so stop telling me that. it's redundant and repetitive.

not to mention now i'm spending my lunch time in the archive room, doing mindless filing. yea, that's my dream job alright. oh wait, ur dream job for me right?

and i cant go anywhere even though i have my own bike. that defeats the purpose of getting one doesnt it?

yes that's right. my life is just perfect. the story of my life.