Inconsiderate Brat(s)

2.06PM

Here I am sitting in the masters's lab, staring at my comp screen that has pen marks "artisticly" smeered all over it. Notice the inverted commas. Also notice that I mentioned that I AM IN THE FREAKING MASTERS'S LAB FOR FREAKING MASTERS STUDENT. Yet I see pen marks drawn all over the monitor and keyboard. WTF? Some ppl just never learn to respect properties of other people's shit. I seriously hope that they (he/she/it) get paint or some shit sprayed all over their coffin with no slighest bit of regret from vandalism. This stupid shit is also preventing me from using my own writing utensils, lest I'm being accused and then ended up 吃死猫 for some shit.

4-5hours of sleep each attempt and I'm in such a "wonderful" mood. Notice the inverted commas. All the stress accumulated over the days, since Tuesday I reckon, has taken its toll. My appetiteless sensation has returned, and I'm lost for words in construction of my thoughts. Screw it. I'm going to finish my project, hand it in, get over my last exam and begin my solitary confinement for dwelling...

But first I needa take a shit. There better be toilet paper in the freaking toilet...