Ever been so frustrated that you just wanted to kill someone?

It's disturbing, I know. Watching movies where people die is one thing, but wanting to do it myself is another thing. I believe I may be working myself too thin with work, school, driving my sister everywhere, and taking care of my sick mother.

Thank god I don't own a gun. I'd probably be using that thing like it was going out of style or something.

No, I'm really not crazy. Just overwhelmed.

I may need to find a more constructive and less homicidal way to get my frustrations out.

Oh, winter break has to get here faster. Maybe I can snowboard my troubles away. My sanity depends on it.

Then again, I'll probably be doing a winter class so I can graduate a semester early, and then working more or less full time in order to finance the things I want to do over winter break.

Damn, I've come to the conclusion that life just blows.