moanlog – Anonymous moaning

Why o why do I always attract the biggest FUCKTARDS in my life. Its like I give off a bloody scent. Just eff off and leave me alone.

What kind of a lecturer are you? I mean, seriously. This lecture was the last before the Christmas break and the last chance to raise concerns and questions regarding the exam we have when we return.

Instead of showing up you decide to get "stuck in Spain" like some an idiot who can't plan their journey. You're a lecturer, you have students relying on you to appear. Seriously, you've turned into a fucking joke. You appeared to know the answers to all the problems we had and you were the most professional. Over the the semester you've completely smashed that perception.

I'm paying [indirectly] to get jet off to Mediterranean countries and not show up to the lectures. Nice one.

You're the scum of the earth. You're losers. You're a drain on society, and a waste of space.
Yet you think I'm the asshole?
Get real. The sooner you get beat up, arrested, or knifed (and trust me it's probably coming your way some day) the better.
I'm not scared of you.

All I want is someone to give me the affection and the attention you didn't have the balls to give to me. But I still miss you or rather the person I thought you were

If you're going to break up with me, don't immediately start calling me everyday and get bitchy when I don't want to meet up with you. WE'RE BROKEN UP, bitch.

To the VW Golf that made me swerve to fucking Australia: Just because your car is newer and has a bigger penis than mine, doesn't mean you can stick your fat dick in the middle of the road when I am coming straight towards you at 40MPH. #vwgolf #driving

I swear to god I will kill him. It's only a matter of time. The reason nothing works on your machine is because you never fucking let me near it. Everytime I try you say you're too busy, then you take it away and home. I wouldn't care but the problem gets worse, you blame me to the M.D., I get reprimanded, try to fix the machine and you tell me you're too busy!

I swear to fucking god your time is coming to an end.

you are your biology. stop fucking pretending like the devil made you do it. if there is a devil, he's got a pretty fucking easy job since you are your genetics plus a compilation of narratives you use to justify all your actions and thoughts based on your life experience. you are your brain. fucking deal with that and stop thinking magical beings influence you. it's not helpful.

The word miss really doesn't justify how much I wish you were round the corner from me, or there when I wake up or there when I go to sleep or there to hug and kiss and cuddle and do cute stuff with. I need you here :(

if you're not going to act like a leader, don't go for a leadership position and leave your people floundering. asshole.