On account of fuckin IELTS,i hate my life and my life was dull,
i alreay took IELTS for twice, but it stilled sucks, so i have
to take one more... and yesterday, i got my god damn report,
my teacher said that my en lv was not yet to uni, for god sick,
she just let me down... i try to improve my fuckin en...
worked hard in class, maybe it still not enough.

However,i told sb what i feeling now ,i said i was lazy..
i was suah a idiot, not entirely lazy, also i said generally
boy was lazied.. in my eyes, boy did, for instance my friend.

Guess what? She said : it was ur own problem...

i just wanted sb could fuckin comforted me cos the fuckin report
and rather than hope that sb came to depress me...
not matter what i said..
i felt fuckin sad...

Gradually, i feel trid of my life..
i hate brisbane,fuckin ielts,
springfield fuckin lakes remote area
and god damn city, fuckin boring.

Dont worry, i just vented my emotion,
and dont mention that fuckin event again.