Screw the no ranting on blog rule, lol. Hmm... I dunno this call ranting but here goes. Names have been changed to protect their identities. See, I still care about identities k? And also, whatever typed here is MY opinion, which obviously will change after some time, and which does not fully describe any person(s) involved.

Hilda*, I'm sorry to say that you are freaking freaking getting on my nerves these few days. First you step on my toes, now you're riding on my nerves. You were so..... in the way, that I couldn't even go about doing my daily routine properly.

Yes, Hilda, I don't care whether you're smiling to yourself now or not. But wipe that smugness of your face because you're just a lousy person. Oops. I just said a mean thing, but never mind, there were meaner things happening to me just when you think you're oh-so-hurt.

So anyway, what's with you and Daxon*? Are you all ganging up against me now? Yea? You think it's funny? You think it's so fun seeing people always in the wrong?

And you think it's so easy to control my temper? You're lucky I have so much tolerance. It seems like there isn't any peak at all, and I hope nobody sees it if it existed. The peak was, I repeat, WAS, invisible, thanks to the thick clouds surrounding it. But you know what? You, Hilda, the mighty gust of wind, one day decided to throw my world into chaos mode, blowing away the clouds, and now, it isn't that invisible anymore.

Look, if you want to be the mighty wind blowing around me, can't you just tell me instead of doing your own shit? At least, coexist harmoniously or something! What's so great about chaos?!

Anyway, Hilda, watch it. You may just step onto my mouth one day and that's it. I will SWALLOW you whole, understand? Either that, or you stand beside me and stop messing things around.



*names are changed