Why am I so angry? The slightest thing makes me want to break a face. i find myself punching the wall about five times a day. The simplest thing will make my head go light, flooded with numbing red mist that clamps my hands in fists. I walk around these offices muttering "...you f*cking...i'll f*cking kill yo....you should f*cking die...ist ass m*therfucker...", more and more everyday this internal monolgue fills up my head, pounding. I tell it to shut up and it does. A lot of things that make me angry are inanimate. Doors, TVs, Computers in particular, especially slow ones. I find myself grinding my nails up and tearing lacquer off the desk, as the loading bar decides to have a rest half way into a page. Buddhists say life is suffering. I think they are close but that life is actually frustration. One frustration after another, the bus that runs late on the day you really need to get home, the shop owner who won't give you change for said bus unless you buy something, no lighter for your last cigarette, the bouncer that IDs you but not all your mates, the girl in the club that seems like she's coming home with right up until she doesn't(f*cking tease!!), and mostly the endless rudeness and cheek and arrogance of 99% of the population that decent people have to put up with every day. Everything makes me angry. What makes you angry?