It all started when I was on my way to school... as usual I'm late. same old same old, nothing new there. Until I was on the tricycle. I can handle the bad smell in some of the tricycles I go in, but what I can't handle is that some of the drivers are rude and look at me in a strange way. I paid the driver but he didn't give the change back. Bastard. I should have break one of his fingers. The fucker deserves it. Or better yet I should have pick one of those stone there and broke his mirror.

God there are so many assholes in the city these days.