A ticking time bomb right now. Fury doesn't even begin to describe what I'm feeling. I'm having an anxiety attack because of it but unlike usually I want to beat the shit out of the next person that ticks me off. all I could think about Friday was getting into a fight and how I wanted nothing more than to smash someone, anyone, into the lockers and beat them bloody. Not even 5 minutes ago I was perfectly content. The slightest things have been setting me off lately. I quit my job. Too much stress no time for school. That made me slightly relieved but didn't quell me at all. My father's mere presence sends me into a rage. I knocked down the bookshelf in the basement out of anger. I'm taking it out on the wrong people too. I don't know if it's a good idea to see anyone this weekend....or week. I'm gunna try to go calm down. Fuck life. Fuck it to hell and back.