Damn it

This is happening, right now. I bought a bacon and egg pie for lunch from New World for five dollars (it was on special). I don't know what kind of donkey rape that pie was exposed to but my stomach feels like live snakes are having sex with hobos. Hobos with diseases. Shit I feel sick! FUCK! I'm going to burn that motherfucker down (if I survive this). Looks like its nothing but vomit and explosive diarrhoea for me!

School

School was the shittiest time of my life. I hate when people say the wish they could be kids again and go through school again and blah blah blah. Those that say they would like to relive childhood have never been children. Childhood sucks. Period. People only remember the good times from childhood, the bad ones get muted and forgotten as the years go by till all you remember are the good times. You forget about the times you got abused by kids for not going to the same school as them, the constant shit you get from teachers and classmates and parents.

With the exception of a select few, teachers are jerks. I remember breaking my ankle and being made to go to the athletics to help out. No jobs were given to me and I had to sit in the blazing sun all day watching my friends have fun. When someone thought it would be funny to steal my crutches, the teachers didn't give a shit, they announced that someone had eaten my crutches. I couldn't walk to piss, to get water or even move into shade and they're cracking up at their shithouse joke. Good job fuckers, well done.

The worst is the kids who give you shit. One guy stands out, a guy called Ian Redpath. He would call me a "fat shit" pretty much every chance he got. He would stop me from joining in sports at lunchtime. He taunted me mercilessly. He made my life at school as bad as he could for three years. That was when I was 14. I hope I see him again, I just want to ask "Why me? What did I do to you that deserved that kind of treatment?"

Christmas

I just got my Christmas bonus. Cookies. Man, it sure is good knowing that my hard work is appreciated, thanks for the store bought, eight dollar cookies you miserable bastard. I have never been more glad that I am jumping this sinking ship next year.

Bastards

Children are bastards. People say 'They're only children, they're just exploring". Bullshit. A kid was in the store yesterday and knocked over a shelf of routers. Accident? No fucking way. I was watching this little kid wander around and start grabbing shit from the shelves, then saw him knock over a shelving unit. Not bump into, pushed over. It took some real effort on his part, its 4ft high and was fully stocked, but he managed it. Hahaha so cute right? WRONG! Who has to pick that shit up? The kid? NO! The parent? NO! Its me. I have a job to do, I don't need extra shit heaped onto my already overflowing, faeces covered plate. I get dumped on enough by customers, and now their kids are in on the act.