A slight variation on this; except involving a script that a three-person team was supposed to have written, and two people who aren't contributing because they "aren't creative".

This is every single group project I've ever done.

STPMO: Sleep deprivation is catching up to me. I can't concentrate on anything, my memory is shot to hell - I forgot the clothes and props for today's filming, so lucky that the other two people in our group can't come until Thursday - and I really just want to go home and sleep. Did I mention that I'm really fucking tired? Oh, and that essay wasn't even due today. The teacher pushed the due date back until Wednesday. FML. Just...FML.

STPMO: Snipers.

.............

STPMO: College. It's hurtful! Can't MJ walk up some stairs with food at night without, um, fracturing her foot and spraining her knee? No?

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ mah twin mah twin!!!!!!!!!!!!

I missed you!!!

STPMO: Sleep deprivation is catching up to me. I can't concentrate on anything, my memory is shot to hell - I forgot the clothes and props for today's filming, so lucky that the other two people in our group can't come until Thursday - and I really just want to go home and sleep. Did I mention that I'm really fucking tired? Oh, and that essay wasn't even due today. The teacher pushed the due date back until Wednesday. FML. Just...FML.

You should look at your schedule and find one day that you're free and really spend that day sleeping to the fullest. And eat a lot, watch some fun programs/cartoons on tv. And just really spend that day taking care of only yourself.

You should look at your schedule and find one day that you're free and really spend that day sleeping to the fullest. And eat a lot, watch some fun programs/cartoons on tv. And just really spend that day taking care of only yourself.

This explains what the larger portion of my Saturdays is like. XD

STPMO: My 30-60-90 triangle broke and now I have to go buy a new one. D:

STMMFG(makes me feel guilty): I wont be able to procrastinate on here today or tomorrow as much as I have done the past few days, because today I have to go to bed early and tomorrow, I have to go pre-bowl, then I have to go to Adelaide in the afternoon. So yeah, tomorrow, I pretty much will be too freaking busy to come on here.

STPMO: Stomach cramps. D:

MSTPMO: I have a blister on both of my ankles.

I have a blister on both of my ankles.

Wow, that sucks.

STMMFG: Wont be able to procrastinate too much here, going to Adelaide later on.

STPMO: When someone posts their stupid shit over and over in the same thread.

Ditto-ing Mex's STPMO.

STPMO: When people tell me that I'm selfish and self-absorbed because I don't hold a two-way conversation. The reason I don't hold a two-way conversation the majority of the time is because people don't fucking say anything other than "fine" or "yeah". What? I'm supposed to dig? I'm sorry, but I'm not digging to make the other person feel special. If they want to talk they'll talk.

MSTPMO: The fact that my college library "forgot" to inform me that the items I took out are on "reserve" and can only be taken out for three hours, with a three dollars per hour fine with a maximum of forty-five dollars. Yeah, you fucking school, you are not getting that money. I will fucking fight it and be a bitch.

STAM: My brother doesn't have Adult Swim and Metalocalypse isn't on in Australia. Therefore, every episode will have to come via YouTube or the Adult Swim site. Goddamnit stupid country stupid programming e;ewkj'rh;ksjhk;fheg.

Shit That Disappoints Me: I have missed all the Big Things from the 80s and 90s, like the Berlin Wall coming down. The only Big Things in the decades I've been alive that I can remember were the Millenium, 9/11, the Bali Bombings, Obama getting elected and the (possible) breakup of Aerosmith.

STPMO: I just discovered that a loyal reader/reviewer has sort of ripped me off. Her story isn't identical to mine, but the earlier chapters contain elements (and even a somewhat uncommon Japanese name) that are strikingly similar to stuff from my story, and she published it long after I uploaded the chapters in question. I dunno, I can't tell if s/he did it on purpose or if her writing was just colored by the fact that she'd read my story. Ugh, and since it's not really blatant and this is fanfiction anyhow, there's just nothing I can do ... The whole thing's left a bad taste in my mouth.

@Xenu: Can I call you Xenu? I was in a situation similar to that. The story has since been taken down (I had nothing to do with it; I just went looking for it one day, and it was gone), but it still really annoyed me that the author ripped off a lot of my ideas. The only thing I can really tell you on dealing with it is to wait it out. If someone who reads both of your stories puts two and two together and calls the author out on it, then maybe the author will do some revisions so it's not a complete rewrite of yours. If not, well...you may just have to put up with it. It sucks, but I can't really think of any other way to deal with it. Hope that helps even a little.

STAM: Deviant Art is having an internal server error. Grrr.

STAM: Dear bus driver,

While you seem like a fairly nice woman, you have got to be one of the WORST bus drivers I have ever had. Seriously, going over 20 miles per hour will not kill you. And I don't know if it's occurred to you yet, but we kinda need to go fast so that we can get to school on time, which, in the month's time that we've had you, has only happened once or twice.

Also, when we tell you repeatedly that we get off at the East Entrance, why do you feel the need to drive around THE ENTIRE SCHOOL at about 5 miles an hour to drop us off at the North Entrance? Is there even a POINT in driving into the section that leads to the East Entrance, anyway? Are you like, LOL DROPPING YOU OFF IN A TIMELY FASHION HELL NO LET'S GO AROUND THE ENTIRE SCHOOL TO DROP YOU GUYS AT THE ENTRANCE BEFORE THE EAST ONE WHILE GOING AGGRAVATINGLY SLOW JUST TO PISS YOU OFF? If you want to go drop us off at the North Entrance, fine, whatever, but don't be stupid and go into the section that actually leads to that particular entrance, instead of wasting gas and going around the entire school!

And the whole bus route after school gets out? I can appreciate the fact you've had to change the route so that you would be on time to pick up the kids from Siple after we high schoolers got dropped off, but it would be really, really nice if you would stop driving on my road, dropping off the kids on the paved half, then turning around and not dropping off the kids on the unpaved part of the road until the very end of the ride, because I not only need to get home to get my little brother off the bus, but I do not want to be stuck on that awful bus for another 20 minutes when I could be unwinding from a long day! Maybe if you weren't so GODDAMN SLOW, you could get to Siple on time without wasting gas and a simple half-mile trip down the road.

It really makes my blood boil knowing that you are being paid to do this, and yet you, quite bluntly, suck at driving. So please stop sucking as a bus driver or else I will go on a murderous rampage and kill everyone on Bus 9.

No love,

That creepily quiet girl who always sits in the farthest seat back

It really makes my blood boil knowing that you are being paid to do this, and yet you, quite bluntly, suck at driving. So please stop sucking as a bus driver or else I will go on a murderous rampage and kill everyone on Bus 9.

No love,

That creepily quiet girl who always sits in the farthest seat back

...XD

That made me laugh. :P

STPMO: Headaches. D:

And tests. My teachers are burying me in tests. D:

STPMO: i'm not even sure. i mean, it's writing, yeah, but it's more than that. kinda. i have these ideas for stories, ideas that are great, not groundbreaking or anything and surely not new but these ideas are something. i can think of the titles for whatever it is and i know what i want to happen but as soon as it comes to forming it into sentences, i can't. i can write sentences and paragraphs and pages of nonsense. i can write as much as i want. but it never fully comes together. and ive always known that ive wanted to be a author, but it's times like this where i go, maybe i'm not cut out for this. because maybe im not. and that frustrates me because i know deep, deep down that i want people to read my books, to read the words i write and relate to them and know that someone out there feels the same way. but how can i even do that if i cant even finish anything. all the stories ive ever written (except school assignments) are dead ends, are nothing. and people go, as well as me, 'stephenie/stephanie (whatever) meyers this and that', but i have to truthfully give her props for having her stories published into books, no matter how much i may complain or how _____ i call the twilight books. and what if i do become a author, and there my book sits, glossy and new and waiting, just waiting to be read. and my book is one of those books that are never given the time of day? i love writing, i do, but sometimes i wonder what the hell im doing. because im certainly no laurie halse anderson, francesca block or t.s eliot. so, what am i doing?

(i'm not even sure what i wrote just now)

so, what am i doing?

Certainly not capitalizing, that's for sure. :P

But seriously, you sound like I feel.

STPMO: People who are bent on making my (hopefully) last year at this hellhole school the worst.

MSTPMO: All the after-school NJHS volunteer projects are on Wednesdays. I can't do any after-school stuff on Wednesday. I have academic team practice.

EMSTPMO: [selfish] My stupid brother's stupid football team had to stupidly win the stupid playoff game so I have to go to ANOTHER stupid football game on Thursday. IT'S STUPID. [/selfish]

STPMO: Hey, Dungeon Master. My character's Int is 8. Not 3, 8. Quit penalizing me when I play her as smart enough to realize that rocks aren't gold. She grew up in one of the shittiest parts of the campaign world, for crying out loud. If she was as mentally handicapped as you seem to want her to be, she wouldn't have made it to adulthood.

Yeah, you fucking school, you are not getting that money. I will fucking fight it and be a bitch.

You're so hardcore.

STAM: I just took a shower with soap and everything, but my feet still stink like old socks. Why? Just why?

STAM: I just took a shower with soap and everything, but my feet still stink like old socks. Why? Just why?

Cause life sucks like that.

STPMO: My printer broke. Yipee. -_-"

STPMO: A brilliant stroke of luck shines upon me, and I snatch up a brand new PSP off of Amazon for $125 from one of the sellers. I then proceed to get the accessories needed for it (memory stick, case, etc). Everything has been ordered for four hours. I get confirmations from everything. And then what happens? The PSP seller decides he's going to cancel the order and not sell me the product, so I have to cancel everything else. Oh, and then I get the flu.

STPMO: I'm sitting in the quiet area of the library...you'd assume people would be...oh, I don't know, quiet? This lady sits down next to me when there are at least eight seats around the table that are empty, with her three kid. The one is a toddler who is, of course, crying. The other one is whining about not getting the right toy or something at MacDonalds. Then, what does this spectacular lady do? Pulls out her cell phone and starts talking on it. Seriously, her baby is crying and the other is whining so we must call our friend! This is the QUIET area, not the kids section, not the normal area...the quiet area. Besides the fact that cell phones aren't allowed at all in the library.

STPMO: This person, who I greatly admire as being one of the best authors of her fandom, traded PM's with me. I gave her a link to a download of a comic she'd been looking for. AND THE DOWNLOAD DIDN'T FUCKING WORK. Even though it'd worked for me.

If I could spank the internet, I would.

STPMO:

DEAR UNWANTED, UNGRATEFUL, HORRIBLE, UGLY, CONCEITED DOUCHEROCKET,

SHUT UP.

...

Love,

PI

--

MSTPMO: I do not like green eggs and ham.

DEAR UNWANTED, UNGRATEFUL, HORRIBLE, UGLY, CONCEITED DOUCHEROCKET,

SHUT UP.

That really sucks, PI. What happened?

STAM: I can't find any 2x5 fanart. IT ARE SMASHING PAIRING, I ARE HARDCORE FANGIRL, AND THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH FANART.

(I apologize to every English teacher I have ever had for that last sentence.)

That really sucks, PI. What happened?

My uncle is such a dick to his stepdaughter, who has become my friend since I met her last year.

Example: He buys her McDonalds food on the way home from school and then complains to her mother about her weight behind her back.

DIE. IN. A. FIRE. FUCKCHOP.

She is a nice girl and doesn't deserve to be treated the way he's treating her.

My uncle is such a dick to his stepdaughter, who has become my friend since I met her last year.

Example: He buys her McDonalds food on the way home from school and then complains to her mother about her weight behind her back.

DIE. IN. A. FIRE. FUCKCHOP.

She is a nice girl and doesn't deserve to be treated the way he's treating her.

That sounds awful.

STAM: Nothing at the moment.

My uncle is such a dick to his stepdaughter, who has become my friend since I met her last year.

Example: He buys her McDonalds food on the way home from school and then complains to her mother about her weight behind her back.

DIE. IN. A. FIRE. FUCKCHOP.

She is a nice girl and doesn't deserve to be treated the way he's treating her.

... really? REALLY? :|||

I honestly HATE people like that. It's bad enough when people treat others like that, but when they do something and then complain about it later on, then they seriously need to go kill themselves, because it's clear their brain capacities are not functioning correctly. If her weight is that much of an issue, THEN DON'T FUCKING BUY HER MCDONALD'S AT ALL. It's not that hard to do.

STAM: Other than the above, nothing. Although I will be generally annoyed if my friend does not bring back Photoshop so that I can install it on my computer-- she promised me last week to bring it in after she was done with it. Ordinarily I would admit this is a petty thing to whine over, but said friend is borrowing this from another friend, which is annoying because I can install it and bring it back the next day. Grrr.

STAM: I can't find any 2x5 fanart. IT ARE SMASHING PAIRING, I ARE HARDCORE FANGIRL, AND THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH FANART.

I have some 2x5 fanart on my DA account, Isa, if you wanted to feast your eyes on some (along with some other epic 9 art). It's only a few drawings (three I think), but still, it's something. And I agree; as smashing a pairing that is, there is simply not enough fanart of it. We should start a petition!

STPMO: A girl in my newspaper class dropped the layout laptop. All of the finished layout work was there, and now it's lost. Gone forever. I could seriuosly kill her.

MSTPMO: Slow-walking people. Do I even need a reason to hate them so much?

MSTPMO: Slow-walking people. Do I even need a reason to hate them so much?

OHMYGOD, SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME. :|||| I seriously could kick 75 percent of all the people at my school, because they walk so. Fucking. Slow. It's nice you're taking a leisurely stroll, dipshit, but I'm not on your fucking schedule, cos I have classes to get to on time! Aaaargh!

STAM: Stupid one word reviews. It wasn't even, "love it" or "hate it", it was "hn".

Really? You just wasted a precious review right there, kiddo-- if you've got nothing better to say about the damn story, don't say anything at all. Jesus.

STMPO: I was at Taco Bell with my friends, where if you go there right after school it'll be packed with freshmen. We were sitting with a group of them flooded the place and were across from us, one of them mimicking my friend. That same guy threw a pack of sauce at me (or my friend) with terrible aim and missed, and claimed it was an accident. I'm shocked I didn't get up and punch him in his throat. Then, when we were about to leave, we were standing when some girl said, " Ah, excuse me! " with an attitude. I thought that instant like, " go fuck yourself, you little bitch. ". That day I was dealing with retard, ignorant fucks that should get hit with a truck.

I ARE HARDCORE FANGIRL

There are so many hardcore people in this forum.

OHMYGOD, SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME. :|||| I seriously could kick 75 percent of all the people at my school, because they walk so. Fucking. Slow. It's nice you're taking a leisurely stroll, dipshit, but I'm not on your fucking schedule, cos I have classes to get to on time! Aaaargh!

STPMO: Fast moving people. Just because you can't enjoy life or give yourself enough time to get from point A to point B at less than 40 MPH on foot doesn't mean you have to run me over in your lamberfeeties. Now, I can understand ambulances, people feeing from axe bandits, and people running to aid their friends being attacked by said bandits, but for the rest of you, SLOW DOWN. Your destination isn't going anywhere. (unless it's a flying city or a moving island)

I'm shocked I didn't get up and punch him in his throat.

Doesn't Aikido preach peace?

There are so many hardcore people in this forum.

And that is wonderful.

STAM: My new avvie's not showing up.

...watchitshowupasecondafterIpostthis.

STPMO: My fucking school. I have this Modern Yiddish Culture class and I was trying to catch up in it by doing a bonus assignment. I went to a rather uninformative lecture about Fiddler on the Roof and the different cultural expectations that different performances had, but the professor didn't say anything except the barest basics and that's what I put in my essay. So I only got a 2/5 in my essay because of the fucking lecturer. What the hell? And the professor was at the same exact lecture. Was I supposed to pull stuff out of my ass?

MSTPMO: Then there's this other class that I hate going to and doing the work for because if I don't agree with the teacher I get a C on what was a good essay. I have to write one before class this morning but I'm thinking about failing it just because I can't stand the class and I just don't want to deal with it anymore. I already have to take an extra semester and it might have to be at this retarded school if I fail the Yiddish class, so I'm not seeing a point.

STPMO: Fast moving people. Just because you can't enjoy life or give yourself enough time to get from point A to point B at less than 40 MPH on foot doesn't mean you have to run me over in your lamberfeeties. Now, I can understand ambulances, people feeing from axe bandits, and people running to aid their friends being attacked by said bandits, but for the rest of you, SLOW DOWN. Your destination isn't going anywhere. (unless it's a flying city or a moving island)

And while I'd normally agree with the Pirate, again, I like to get to my classes on a timely manner and slow people don't really help me there. And there is a lot of slow people at my school. /:

STPMO: I cannot figure this stupid animation out for the life of me. Aughhh.

MSTPMO: My icon from last night didn't load, grrr.

Stuff That Scares the Crap Out of Me (STSCOM): Wisdom Teeth need to come out. All of them. He looked at the x-ray and goes "we're going to get you in asap..." because apparently they are impacted. Which would probably be why they hurt...hmm.

STAM: The new neighbors apparently think I am suspicious looking because of how I walk around the house at night. Uhm, I was taking out the trash? They told there neighbors who (thankfully) have known me my entire life and they laughed for a good ten minutes before coming over to tell us. Still, I'm the last person anybody should be suspicious of. The seventy-five year old man down the street gets up to more mischief than I do.

Stuff That Scares the Crap Out of Me (STSCOM): Wisdom Teeth need to come out. All of them. He looked at the x-ray and goes "we're going to get you in asap..." because apparently they are impacted. Which would probably be why they hurt...hmm.

Getting your wisdom teeth out isn't so bad. The worst I've ever seen is my sister's and that's because she had a bad reaction to the painkillers they gave her afterward. You'd only be off your feet for a day or two. So, no worries, Tersa ;)

STPMO: That girl from newspaper that I've mentioned before. I swear, if she says one more annoying, whiny word, I will hurl a javelin through her frontal lobe. Or mine. Not really sure which.

And while I'd normally agree with the Pirate, again, I like to get to my classes on a timely manner and slow people don't really help me there. And there is a lot of slow people at my school. /:

Slow people have serious problems, and deserve a little bit of tolerance.

STAM: I have a lot to do today...tons of places to go. Plus, I need a shower.

Slow people have serious problems, and deserve a little bit of tolerance.

Wrong kind of slow, Pirate. ;)

STPMO:...Nothing, really.

STPMO: I was trying to read something. Trying, because the stupid website page kept on going to this stupid questionnaire thingy that no matter how many times I clicked the back button would not go off. But finally it did. I do not want to answer any questions, okay? So leave me and my computer alone. Stupid Pop-ups.

STIMTMTBH (shit that infuriates me too much to be healthy): My math teacher.

I hate you. I. HATE. YOU.

You know what? You suck. You suck at teaching.

Let me count the ways:

--Yes, I'm having trouble in math, because the accommodations that I was promised in my most recent IEP are not being provided. IT'S A FUCKING FEDERAL DOCUMENT. I KNOW YOU HAVE A COPY. My mother and I set up a meeting with my counselor, my case manager, and the inclusion teacher from your class--you know, the one you keep sending out to do your errands for you instead of having her stay and HELP THE KIDS SHE'S BEEN HIRED TO HELP? Anyway, we set up that lovely little meeting with you...

WHY DIDN'T YOU SHOW UP?!

It was before school, and you don't have a class first period anyway! You were informed of the meeting and it was implied that YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO ATTEND. I saw you walk into the school. Douchebag.

--If you want to have your students get better grades, why don't you give us time to do the work you give us instead of assigning it and then moving on to another section on the SAME DAY and then assigning MORE for a different SECTION? Let it sink in, would you? Most of your students, sir, are getting high C's at the most, even the ones who are paying STRICT attention to your lectures. Either we're all just stupid, or something's not going right.

--If I ask you if I can come in for tutoring in the morning and you say yes, can you like, I dunno, BE THERE IN THE MORNING?? I waited outside your classroom for 45 minutes for you to show, and when I finally walked down to my first period class you passed me in the hall and said "oh, hi."

If you SAID you would be somewhere, you better fucking SHOW UP. Or tell me/whoever WHY you couldn't make it.

You seem to have a problem with that.

--You spit when you talk. Ew.

tl;dr my math teacher's a dick.

And I mean this in the nicest possible way.

Wrong kind of slow, Pirate. ;)

Are you telling me I don't understand the hastily impaired?

STAM: My Shakespeare professor decided to tell our class that of course, "we are all guilty because of Adam and Eve" and said it in such a manner that she certainly meant it as an overally undebatable fact. I thought I left that type of shit behind at Catholic school. This is a public college; people do not have the same religious beliefs as you. And no, annoying professor, I do not find women who love their husbands even though their husbands plan on murdering them or doing other horrible and abusive things to them a wonderful example of how woman should love. This is why I skip your class on a regular basis.

STAM: My Shakespeare professor decided to tell our class that of course, "we are all guilty because of Adam and Eve" and said it in such a manner that she certainly meant it as an overally undebatable fact. I thought I left that type of shit behind at Catholic school. This is a public college; people do not have the same religious beliefs as you. And no, annoying professor, I do not find women who love their husbands even though their husbands plan on murdering them or doing other horrible and abusive things to them a wonderful example of how woman should love. This is why I skip your class on a regular basis.

Surely she jests.

No. And don't call Yasona Shirley.

Surely she jests.

Sadly, no.

STAM: Okay, stiff neck, you've caused me enough displeasure and discomfort for a lifetime. Leave. Now.

MSTAM: The deadline for the WhatIf!Meme over at naruto_meme is approaching and I haven't even written a twelfth of my goddamn prompt response. BLARGH.

STPMO: Dearest business partner, would it actually kill you to respond to my text messages? Just a simple "HMM IT'LL BE READY IN A FEW DAYS" would be nice. I want updates, goddamnit. My group project is operating in a VERY VERY VERY tight schedule here.

Getting your wisdom teeth out isn't so bad. The worst I've ever seen is my sister's and that's because she had a bad reaction to the painkillers they gave her afterward. You'd only be off your feet for a day or two. So, no worries, Tersa ;)

I'm terrified of all dentists. But thanks, Lavender :) I feel a bit better.

I guess it will give me more of an excuse to spend time online~

I just hope I feel better before Christmas. The stupid people were like "NO WE HAVE TO DO IT BEFORE CHRISTMAS!" and I didn't want to plan it in the middle of my finals, so the only option was on Dec 19 (which is, oddly enough, my dads birthday)

tl;dr my math teacher's a dick.

That reminds me...

STPMO: I hate my math prof. Such an asshole. First off, I suck at math. I know that, but I do work hard in class. I take note, ask questions and do my math homework. But I am still failing, because he fails so utterly at teaching. If you ask him a question he will do one of two things, a) he will repeat the step exactly how he did it the last time, with no additional information. Uhm, Yeah. I was paying attention, hows about you try explaining it DIFFERENTLY? or B) he does not understand your question, so he ignores it. Seriously, in front of class you ask and he looks at you, shrugs and goes back to the lecture. If you don't know what you are doing...why the crap are we paying so much for you to teach us?

And I know its not just me, because half the class bitches about it after class when he runs out the door (to avoid anymore questions). Oh, and his office hours? Are at 6:30 to 7:30 am. I would have to leave my house at five to get there that early (due to buses). And according to one of the few people who has actually shown up during his office hours, he isn't even there.

I'm terrified of all dentists. But thanks, Lavender :) I feel a bit better.

No, prob Tersa. And remember, dentists are more afriad of you than you are of them...wait a minute...no, that's spiders....

RA: The dean of students at our school (which is basically a fancy title for getting to yell at people when they do something wrong and give out detentions). He is such an asshole it's not even funny. You see, our school store is selling sodas for a charity foundation. I bought one, and was going to go to the library with a friend of mine. We walk into the hallway, and there's this group of teachers standing there talking. They smile, a few wave at me, but they don't say a word to us, so we keep walking. Then, the dean of students rounds the corner just as we do, sees my soda and says, "Hey, you can't have sodas in the hallway."

I had never heard of such a rule before, given that I had gone through the halls on numerous occasions carrying a soda and no one said a thing to me, so I asked, "Really?"

He looks down at my can of soda and asks, "That is a soda, right?"

I felt playful, so I said, "No, it's water."

I admit, I shouldn't have done that, but come on. I had never had any interaction with him until that point; I doubt he even knows my fucking name. That must tell him I'm a good kid. But, as I headed back to the cafeteria to finish my soda, he starts condescendingly calling after me, "How old are you? How long have you gone to this school? And you didn't know about that rule?"

No, you conceited ass, because, gee, where were you the other 47 times I've walked in that hallway carrying a soda!? And what about those other teachers? If that's a rule, why didn't they say anything to me? I'm really starting to think that he only does his job effectively if, a) no one from a sports team is involved in any way, or b)if there are other people around him to hear him do it. God, such an asshole.

MSTPMO: This girl in my College Comp. class. She thinks she this brilliant, righteous prodigy, and really, all she is is an ignorant, uppity, Bible-thumping bitch. She takes everything as a personal attack and claims to have this vast knowledge of shit she knows nothing about. When we debate on a topic in class, she always acts like anyone who disagrees with her is stupid or evil. God, I hate her so much!

STPMO: People who just stand in the hallways like a bunch of statues. For the love of God, do me a favor: MOVE your fucking ass OVER and stop crowding the hallway. Otherwise, I'll be late and then I'm gonna have to hear every single one of my teachers pitch a bitch fit and mope the entire damn time.

MSTPMO: Yahoo mail acting slow.

STPMO: Dear ending of nuPrisoner,

What the hell is wrong with you? Fine, so you can't have a surreal show without there being some Clarkes-Third-Law-Sciencey bullshit twist. I can understand that you think your relationship with the original show goes Prisoner --- Lost --- Lost --- Lost --- nuPrisoner instead of Prisoner --- new ideas --- nuPrisoner. But that really doesn't even have anything to do with the main problem: deciding to make the exact opposite point of the original show. If you wanted to make a show about how collectivism is great, why the fuck would you call it "The Prisoner?"

STPMO: Fangirls, I so effin hate fangirls.

I was part of a discussion board debating about the psychological attacks of Light Yagami and L of Death Note. And a fan girl just posted that L should win because he likes sugar. Okay. WTF?! I mean seriously, what is wrong with these people.

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