Call me bitter or hypocritical, i could care less. I can't stand how stupid (Too bad there are censors) most young adults, teenagers and damn children are. For the young adults it's getting piss drunk and making a caca load of noise, acting like they're the freaking gods of the damn field. In teenagers it's worse though, first of all they (almost all)
think they can intimidate me, me a person with a shorter fuse than a hand grenade and less patience than a dieying 80 year old man and when it results in them getting their hands stuck up their arses (I managed it once on a particularly annoying kid) they cry about it and come in damn droves as if they where the Americans trying to take me over as if i where Irak. Secondly, they make even more noise, hipping and hopping smelling of damn drugs all the time (Mostly weed) and just being obnoxious arses all the time. Thirdly, the threats....Oh the threats "See you after school with my friends". Yeah whatever they all act so tough and threaten me, but I easily dispatch of the 4 "Friends" they brought (Thank you Judo) they run away like damn rats. Now children, the worst of all. "But they can't think of themselves!" , yeah right, however they can rummage through the pantry and annoy the crap out of me. Always saying the dumbest things, arguing with someone who clearly knows more than them...

Ugh, sorry for this, seems like I'm having a breakdown. My tolerance is reduced and every moving thing is a damn target for my fist.Next thing you know I'll end up in the damn Er for the third time.

So, after months of putting off this hard and difficult task i finally cleaned my desk.

Now that may not sound like much of an accomplishment, but it is. First i had to remove a thick stack of science papers i had written over this school year of 118 days + exams. Then take off around 20 notebooks i bought for the year, all around 400 pages long. That weighed more than 2 PS3s. I then threw out two quite thick standard english school board math books, even though I'm in a french school board. Then i move my HP photosmart C5280 all-in-one closer to my wall, since it was getting in the way of my arm while i used my mouse.

I threw out a bunch of books that i don't read anymore and put my new Adobe photoshop CS3 for photographers, Opus dei by Michael walsh, I am america (and so can you!) by stephen colbert, Fast food nation by Eric Schlosser,the complete idiots guide to Windows Vista, a sudoku puzzle book and Bones to ashes by Kathy Reichs in my desktop book holders.

I kept my "Chandelle combinee", wasabi peas and Japanese mixed crakers (My space snacks) behind the laptop that is currently being used. I put my glasses in my second cabinet with all my cds, stapler, rubix cube, other laptop, sleeping pills and graphics tablet.

I also dusted my desk with a swiffer duster and cleaned it with some clorox "serviettes desinfectantes'. Now it's all sqweaky clean, should last me a week.

I've noticed that whenever i post my view on something in Off-Topic, everyone bashes it. Jack wipes. My view are my own and yours are yours, i doubt you would like it if i bashed your, no matter how decent they sound. When i post about something i find ok, everyone else hates me for it, well that's their problem, different lives make different views. I do believe that what i think of human life and my absolute disregard of it comes from what i've experienced earlier in my life and because of that i've been Suspended once and moderated 9 times, 9 times in 400 something posts, a bit much huh?

Anyways i think that if i said a bit about myself and stop being so reserved, some people may understand me and maybe understand why i really couldn't give a **** about life in almost any way, so here goes.

Greetings, I'm 15 years old. My real life name is Devon. I just finished secondairy 3 (A.K.A: Grade 9) and passed everything (French, english, science, gym, art, canadian and quebequer history) and failed Math, my weak point. Right now my life is going at a snail's pace, nothing special is really going on.

Now it's from the ages of 6-14 that i've become the way i am. 6 was the age i was when my mother married a man who seemed to be nice. He was not, to make it short he was one hell of a saddist, never treating us as humans and always mocking us. He almost killed my first cat too, who had been temporarilyparalyzedbecause he threw him against the wall. Although I'm nothing like what i use to be, those kind of things stay with yoursubconsciousness. Also, since i hated him so much, that hate growing everyday he existed, i now really hate most people.

My father was no better, just last summer he remembered i existed and expected me to go to his place, ordering me around like i was a minimum wage waiter. I refused, i let him leave, telling him i was packing my bags and then closed and locked the door. I sent him a text message saying i was not going to go to his place, somehow he sweet talked his way in. When i tried to close the door on him, he forced it open and then the me on the floor and punched me in the face several times while cutting of my air. That's when no one was home. So i ended up going and i would now love to see him die a slow and painful death, it was his mistake.

If that does not give you insight on what i say on off-topic, well then i can't help you.