!oFUBhmBL1I No.9724148 ViewReplyOriginalReport
Sometimes life puts you down, no matter what. The very certain blondino you have a secret crush on won't reply your abusive e-mails. Battery of your celly died all of the sudden. Nobody sends proper hatemail these days. The annoyingly perfectionistic claass rep is acting more bitchy than usual. Even the suicidal teacher seems to be in joyful mood.

Tell me /a/, how do you handle the angst?