massive shitstorm whine journal (.de)

Dear Crossfire,
this morning I woke up around 5 am but actually I had to get up at 6, which is bloody early enough anyway. After that I couldn't sleep anymore and therefore I slept roughly only 4 hours tonight. Around 6.45 I went out of my house and encountered my fucking car, which looked like someone shat white color all over it.
But no, actually it was covered with frost. I started to scratch the windscreen and scratched it and the other windows for around 10 minutes. Afterwards everything was still fucking frozen even on the bloody inside. I tried to heaten it up with the warmth of my hands (my car heater is broken), but after they went numb most of the windows still where white as a wall.
I thought, fuck this, let's have a try. Drove around 50 metres, nearly crashed in another car because I still couldn't see shit, drove back to my place and dumped my car there. Went for the bus which got stuck in a traffic jam. Of course there had to be a lot of lousy, loud children on board who got straight on my nerves. Then I missed my connecting train to university and was already about to kill someone.
When I arrived there 45 mins late I went to my room and knocked.
The teacher came out and asked me if I had signed in to the course to which I responded 'no' because they told me before you don't need to do that. 'Just go there and participate in the entry test', of course. My ass. She then told me I couldn't participate in the test today, because there were only enough copies for those who signed in, she already had to reject 5 other guys.
I was about to hit her if not for the sake of her being a woman and a teacher. 'It's fine, just come to the course on Monday'. Aight, fair enough I thought, at least I'm admitted. I buggered off, wasted my time in the library reading my book because everyone else was in their rooms or at home.
My next course was in History around 1 hour later. I went there and it was quite boring because university life just started.
Finally it was over and I thought it's the right time to approach the girl I've spoken to before and cast an eye on. I went out of the room and waited tensely on her. Suddenly that guy came out and asked me whether he could take a look at my schedule since he needs to attend some courses in English too. I thought, 'well, fine, just do it quick', handed it over to him and he looked at it and then he asked if he might write the lessons down.
I said yes and it took him like half an hour to write down 6 lines. Suddenly the girl came out, walked straight past behind my back, she didn't notice it's me and I just caught sight of her when she disappeared in the elevator. That guy was still kneeling on the ground writing down the time of the courses and I was about to put my foot right up his arse and into his guts.
Of course he had finished the moment the elevator door just closed behind her and a crowd of a dozen other people was waiting for the next one. No chance to go behind her in time, so I just pissed off home, travelled a fucking full hour because I still had to go the rest of my way by bus, went straight on crossfire in my freezing cold room and whined in a journal like a little girl. If anything else had happend to me after that, I might have easily ended up like Michael Douglas in 'Falling Down'.

Now you might all fuck off and show my poor soul some kind of pity.

In the end I was like:


AND DON'T COME UP WITH THAT "TO LONG; DIDN'T READ" BULLSHIT

PS: Screw you, admin, for correcting my furious capslock title. :(