releasing some pent-up anger.

This is The Macho Mug full of a lot of beer. Beer tastes better when being consumed from an enormous vessel. Unfortunately, most of the contents of The Mug ended up on my laptop soon after this magnificent picture was taken... Thus making The Macho Mug an evil entity.

In other news...

We got our physics test back today. I was pretty bummed that I got a (highly embaressing) 78 on it... and was still recovering from the shock of seeing that taunting red number encircled like I should be impressed by it, when from my left side I hear, "*GASP*!!!! I did better than Emily! I did better than Emily!" Dumb dumb Zach got a 79. ONE POINT HIGHER and he breaks into song. He wasn't upset with the fact that he fucked up 21 points worth of the test and got a C. No, he was thrilled that he had 'beat' me.

Which irritates me and makes me ask the question, "Why am I your standard?" Set your own limits, fucking cunt. The only reason you're not sporting an overall GPA of a C is because of me. I've fucking held your hand and carried your lazy Jew ass through every single class we've had together, which you have acknowledged in the past, and the one time you do the tiniest bit better than I, you rub it in my fucking face? A 79 is never, ever a grade to be happy about you dick wad and the last thing you should've done with it is (figuratively speaking) dangle it over my head and (literally speaking) make me feel like a total and utter dip-shit because I did worse than a slacker.

I got news for you buddy: I'm not helping you with any classes for the remainder of this semester nor for the entirety of the next one. You're not taking my notebooks to copy notes for classes you missed, you're not asking me how to do your (entire) calculus test, we're not 'comparing' (read: you copying) answers, I'm not staying in lab late to help you cuz you couldn't get your ass there on time, you're not borrowing any of my books because, in typical Jew fasion, you didn't buy your own... I'm not doing a damn thing for you from now until we graduate.

Well done you selfish, lazy, arrogant idiot.

AND I'M TIRED OF HEARING YOU TALK ABOUT GOD DAMN FRISBEE ALL FUCKING DAY >:( I DON'T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

side note: I did say at one point today, "Yeah, but you didn't have to be a dick about it," to Zach in regards to the test... and he let it roll over him and began talking about frisbee. mm hmm...