Please Do Not Read

There are times when things seem just so wrong. Nothing i do is good enough. I tried. I tried so hard. Do not go. Disappear no more. Tired of this game. Not one of the smses and calls were answered. Jumping to grab the phone when it rings hoping that it was that moron is not fun. Before i go on let me just tell the readers that there is no point in this post. Just random crap. Four in the morning so just passing time. Let me release these pent up frustrations and nonsenses. Life is a pain. It is not meant to be simple. Full of challenges and hardships. Lessons to be learnt and experiences to gain. People to meet that will hurt us and mend us. Gosh i miss that bastard man. Then there are others that are plain idiotic and menacing. This post sounds depressing. Hmmm... Soccer is a bad bad sport. I got injured and then came the girls. Cheering and jeering as if understanding the game. But girls are fun. Girls are so fun. But it is the women that gets to me. I should not go on. Burp. Exam results out so so soon and school scheduled to commence real real fast. Hate it. This feeling of quitting. Sure. Do that and suffer later. Nope. Bad idea. Me not stupid. But i want out so bad. Sigh... Having so much fun man. Oh friends what would i do without them. School are for losers. One more annual to go and i am done with the papers. Shoot all of them in the head. Those bastards and assholes. Oh dear. Cannot no no. So i will get a job and get married about four times. Lots of babies. First child or son will be named Raphael. Cool dude. Teach him to fight and court the ladies. Leased a huge house and big cars at front porch or garage and a chopper at the helipad on the roof with a swimming pool. Shit a phone call at this hour.