this is a rant; you don't have to read this.

I'm at that stage of my life for which I am constantly angry at everyone and everything.

• I hate this constant waiting. Waiting for the unknown. It's horrible, and it feels as if it's wringing its cold hands around my neck.
• I hate half the people I surround myself with. Really, I feel like brutally killing them in cold blood. Some of them however (thank God), are complete angles.
• I am completely and utterly fed up with my current state. I feel like I am at the bottom of the pack. Just another lazy ass bum.
• There is absolutely nothing about me that could be deemed as special.
• And I am a horrible, horrible Muslim as well as a daughter.
• Oh right, and I piss my teachers off.

That is my life. Why are you even reading this?

- Azalea.